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book of june: tumbling turner sisters

My most favorite author whom I’ve ever babysat for has done it again! As I’m sure you recall one of Juliette Fay’s previous books, The Shortest Way Home,  has also been featured on the blog, and as her newest novel was released this month I just had to give it a read!

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Now I don’t know if it’s my poor memory, but this book seemed funnier than the others! Who knew Mrs. Fay had such witty sentence composition, such as:

“At thirteen, a girl just isn’t prepared for the kind of unfairness this world is ready to hand out every single day of the week.”

and

“Everyone likes to think they might be appealing to someone, somewhere, and hopes that person has all of his mental faculties, most of his teeth, and might even be kind and lovable, too.”

and

“Like a bag full of cats, the idea of marriage never seemed to keep a permanent shape, so I was wary to go blindly down the aisle to my possible doom.”

Going into this I had no idea how funny it would be. I’m not sure if it’s because of our employer/employee relationship, or the fact that we mostly discussed bedtime routines, massive LEGO projects and any bowel movement or small injury that may have occurred that evening…I just hadn’t realized how funny Juliette Fay is until now.

I’ve always really liked historical fiction, though I forget that I like it. So it was a wonderful surprise how much I enjoyed this book. Seeing as I was a little skeptical about the historical fiction thing going in. (See previous comment about how forgetful I am).

Like I said, Juliette Fay has done it again, definitely read this book! I won’t tell you who my favorite sister is, you’ll have to decide that on your own, and when you do feel free to comment below.

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oh brother, where celebrate thou?

The third child in my family is celebrating his birth today, happy birthday little brother! It’s a big one this year, 21 years old. Good thing you’re in Europe! We don’t need to mention the fact that you have been able to drink adult beverages on this continent for at least 4 years because you’re currently in Sweden! This means we’re celebrating in style.

By style I mean going to the zoo. That’s what all 21 year olds want to do, right?

Stay tuned for awesome pictures of our day at the zoo! In the mean time enjoy this sibling selfie.

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doing the getting older thing

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My birthday balloons from Facebook.

Hello friends!

Today’s the day! The anniversary of my birth. The years between 26 and 27 have been rough. You read that right, years. Let me explain.

Let’s go back to a sunny summer day 2015, I was being a kind person and doing a favor. I had in my hand two winning yellow lottery tickets, I walked into the small shop to turn them in and collect the money. The man behind the counter looked at the tickets, looked at me, and back at the tickets. “I’m going to need to see some ID”. To clarify, in Sweden as in the US, the age at which you may purchase lottery tickets is 18. I handed over my identification, the man read it, and laughed to himself “You should take it as a complement!” A little hard to do with his laughter still ringing in my ears as I left.

A recap: if that guy thought I was under 18 that means he thought, at best, I was 17 years old.

Flash forward to this spring. At work I was outdoors enjoying the fact that the sun had returned to Sweden, when the conversation topic of age came up. A colleague asked me my age, and as I always love getting this question and answering it with another I replied: “How old do you think I am?” She paused “Uhm…..37?”.

You read that right, THIRTY SEVEN. Upon finding out my actual age she exclaimed “Take it as a compliment, you seem so experienced!”

What I’ve learned: it is a complement to be 17 and a complement to be 37. 27 though? No one knows. And this, my friends, is why my past year has, evidently, been a rough one. Aging 20 years is quite the feat, though not one I want to repeat, so this next year I’m going to take it easy. Super easy. As in I’m not going to do anything besides relax.

With a new baby, a new university degree underway and work to top it off I’m sure that’s feasible.

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on this, brother, the day of your birth

I’ve started a little tradition by writing a blog post on my brothers’ birthdays, and it’s that time of year again! Ryan has become another year wiser, Happy Birthday brother!

Today I want to share our most recent memory, that is to say our most recent IRL interaction.

Sidebar: (IRL = in real life)

Ryan came to visit during his spring break this year. *WOO HOO!* He got to do super fun things, like meet his niece for the very first time.

But first coffee:

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Cuddle time:

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Doctor’s appointment:

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Games galore!

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Food time (for everyone):

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Even Ryan got in a hockey practice (can’t let Dad one-up you!):

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I hope you have just as much fun today as you obviously had on your latest trip to Sweden.

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