Harald is a nag.

Alright, alright. I'm starting to have time to blog again. And even to cook sometimes.

On the other hand, my computer has now started to show signs of old age (the warranty expired a month ago, after all), so aside from no longer having working speakers, it decides to type not one but two "I" characters every time I hit the "I" key. You will have to, therefore, forgive any consequent misspellings.

Tomorrow I hope to post some recipes, but tonight I'll leave you with this: Fredrik has just walked into our bedroom to tell our son, who I put to bed 3 minutes ago after his extensive good-night routine, that "every night you start to cry, and every night I put your pacifier back in and tell you that every night you start to cry and I put your pacifier back in..." I feel that if Benjamin doesn't learn to fall asleep on his own soon, this meta-routine will get out of hand.