Hello X-mas chaos!

The X-mas atmos bluntly entered and filled my place in a major way today. Ginger bread in all its forms was on the agenda and in a matter of seconds my kitchen was transformed into a chaotic, creative and extremely loud environment. Ella Fitzgerald, Dean Martin and Elvis did their best to make themselves heard through the speakers, but to no avail. There was more dough on the floor and in my kid’s tummies than on the table where it should be. Ivar managed to violently fall of his chair no less than three times in all the excitement and finally retired to the other room to watch Cars 2 when it all became a little bit too much for him. Diana, on the other hand proved quite the architect, building a cosy little cottage with impressive skill and focus on the task at hand. For my part I had repeated close encounters with the melted sugar that welds the house together, being left with several burns that act as a blissful reminder right now as to what an amazingly great day this has been so far.