Rose hips

I got tired of the mess at home and frantically started to rearrange Kiddo's room. I (temporarily) chucked the play tent up on the bed to clean the floor and make room för a home corner.
Now it's brighter. Airier. Better. Except for the play tent which is still on (or is it in?*) the bed. Oh well. Kiddo will just have to sleep in the tent from now on. Curled up in a ball. Too bad.

To avoid seeing the rest of the chaos I decided that we should visit Kiddo's grandparents . Dad grilled sausages for lunch, mum played with Kiddo, I sat and drank coffee. Grounded myself. Grandparents. You have got to love them.

*English grammar is not my strong suit so you will have to bear with me.