Monday, May 17, 2010

Huzzah, Huzzah, Huzzah!

Today is (or was, it's rather late now) the national day of Norway, the day the Norwegians celebrate their Constitution. Years ago it was made into a day for children to celebrate and have fun marching and singing in school parades, stuffing themselves with hot dogs and ice cream, and play lots of games. Of course Bollan and her family didn't want to miss out on the fun!

Here they are marching away on our sofa, with some embroidered giraffes cheering them on in the background:
Tiny and The Mouse made themselves pretty with bows in the Norwegian colors,  and Iggy got to lead the parade with the flag, look how proud he is (not to mention his mother, I suspect she's very happy that he feels a little Norwegian as well):

Piggen formed the marching band part of the parade, and was so happy about his new saxophone, he got a little carried away and did a little jazz solo:

Of course Diego overslept and missed the whole parade, but he woke up from his slumber on top of the frigde in time to join the others for a little celebration :)

Then it was time to eat: hamburgers for dinner and ice cream with chocolate sauce & peanuts for dessert. Yum!

After all the food they were all very tired, so now they sit on their shelf and relax with Alien on DVD :)

Happy Birthday, Norway! :D

Saturday, May 1, 2010

The Swedish hedgehog

I found a Swedish olympic hat sitting on the couch the other day. I have made a couple of these hats, and stuff is always lying around, so I didn't think much of it...

But then suddenly it moved!

I reached out to find out what was going on...

And it was Iggy! That little rascal was trying to steal one of the Swedish hats. He felt he should have one, so maybe I should make him one some day.

I think it's been mentioned before, but Iggy is Swedish. Kind of. When he came into the family his "name tag" said Igge Igelkott ("igelkott" being Swedish for "hedgehog"), so it was sort of natural to make him Swedish instead of Norwegian or Chinese, like Bollan and the rest of her family. That means he speaks Swedish. Not quite fluently all the time, because he's only been abroad for studies, but now he's apparently home for good and learning Norwegian again.

"Hej då!"
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