Tuesday - no pics.

Ok, so the camera is out of action for the moment so there will be no new photo documentation, but here is a re cap of todays events.
I got to sleep until 8.39!
8.39 is unheard of.
Jenny's boys didn't have quite the same idea and had woken up at 6am. Not so great, considering that the food is down here, in the main house. I think they ate through their entire supply of emerency travel rations, like raisins and dry biscuits.
After breakfast, the children went tobogganing and ski-boarding. Yes, that's what they did.
On grass.
I really wish I had had a camera, as they were wearing wooly hats with their summer clothes and bikinis.

Kajsa has been dying to play tennis, so when we ran in to friends at Barnbadet, who said that their 6-year old just started tennis lessons... well, she was allowed to give it a go. Therefore, the plans to all go into the city was a no-go and Jenny and the boys took a taxi to Arlanda. The rest of usl went down to the tennis club, with pancakes, carrots and cheese, for afters. Axel decided that he was dying of starvation and needed lunch after about 5 minutes. So he ate 4 pancakes, and then I had to stop him, or the girls wouldn't have gotten any at all. Kajsa enjoyed playing and did really well, considering she has barely seen a tennis raquet in her life. Vera and Axel go to help with collecting the balls, which they were very happy to do.

It was pretty windy down at Barnbadet, but we braved the elements and the kids had lunch and then played in the sand with some other kids. We also had ice cream and went on the swings for a while. Axel and Vera are very good at sharing together, and our little thug is quite sweet when calling for his big sister to come sit with him. I wonder if it's possible to get those great tyre-swings to put up at home? They are great!

We went home to tidy up a bit and then go visit mormor. This is when things got bad.
The car key is gone.
Missing. Nowhere to be found. Not here. Anywhere.
We have looked and looked in all the most likely, proabable, unlikely and unprobable places.
No key.
I will not give up quite yet. There is a day tomorrow too. Maybe - and I'm grasping at straws here - some little boy thought it fit very well in his little bag and brought it to Paris. Or maybe it will just turn up tomorrow, in a place I'm sure I've looked at 5 times already.
Keep your fingers crossed, please!