Let's call it christmas.

Then it became christmas ones again, and oh boy don't we all just love christmas? 

I was at my grandma christmas eve, the fantastic lady in the 4 photo, some of the photos are from there, and the other ones are from my dear dear home. Where we went all Swedish. It was all very great, the best. 

I just wish bad news would pick different times to be told on. I really do, but sometimes happiness and joy can make all the bad go away. 

Those times are special and should be remembered with pride.   

Love always.

Astrid