Magnus is funny. I hear the typical sound of trouble, the fast steps of a small person and the scraping across the floor of that person's chair. I wander into the kitchen to find Magnus standing up on the counter getting into the chocolate. He sees me and smiles conspiratorially.
I ask him what he's doing and he giggles quietly, then says, "Shhhhh.... ookelade." I close up the chocolates he's eating- which he helps me do- then he leaps into my arms for a ride to the ground.
Here are some pictures I took of the houses on the way home from dropping the kids off at school.
It's been really gray here the past couple of days. I like it though, it reminds me of home.
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