Hectic day and good ol friends.

Had the alarm set saturday morning to get an early-ish start. Mum and me met up with one of her best friends Seidi, her son Ted (age 3) and daughter Marléne who is my age (our mum enjoyed their pregnancies together - Marléne and I are born five days apart) and her two kids Julia (2 yrs) and her little brother Jamie (1 year). So as a whole big extended family we all went to the 'All about food and wine' trade fair. Which was crowded, absolute tons of people. This has however never held my mum back, she loves being in the midst of a big crowd. And with her best friend at her side they were havin the time of their lifes. I thought to help Marléne out a bit by lookin after the kids so she could enjoy herself. In hindsight I can easily asses that there are many vastly more suitable enviroments to do this than this particular one. Only thing savin me there were my slight tendencies for being a control freak. Oh, and you wont be popular tryin to maneouver a twin trolley in an already over crowded hall. So after several hours the mums were tired after havin tried all different wines and strollin around and I were absolutely exhausted from lookin after the kids, pushin the trolley, carryin kids, mindin the mums. The resemblance to a sheepheardin dog - I felt - were strikin.
On the train home I called up Nettan and got invited over. How could we survive without our friends who knows exactly what it is we need? When I got there Nettan had taken out some dinner for me and we had a lovely - relaxin! - evening. Me and Nettan sat and with some co-operatin fed baby Ellan her dinner. And when she had fallen asleep me Nettan and Emil sat and chatted in the sofa lazilly watchin some Bond movie. Great evening.