missfrifri

The first thing Mummy Eva did when she arrived was to give me her two gifts: a bag of Swedish pick and mix sweets and a scale from Maxi Ica Stormarknad. Then she gave me "the look." (She always does that, a look from head to toe to investigate possible weight gain.) After that was done she concluded that she was going to re- organize my room. The fact that I was very sceptical didn't really make a difference.

The next day (and all days she was here) Mummy Eva woke up at 6.45. Since I refused to get up earlier than 8 she told me that I could sleep and she'd keep herself busy. And if she did. I woke up at 7.45 from her telling me to get out of bed so that she could move it to the other side of the room. In this short hour, Mummy Eva had managed to empty my wardrobe, my clothes rack and my bookself. She'd moved everything into the living room and completely re- arranged my room. Although I was in a little bit of a shock, I had to admit it looked a lot better. She then went on to re- organize my drawers.

The weekend mostly consisted of shopping, and mainly for my brother who'd been very specific in what boots, jackets and sweaters that he wanted. Since me and Mummy Eva are both very fond of the Art of Shopping we managed to justify her buying three pairs of ankle boots (for instance, two of them were in different shades of brown). Unfortunately my dad was not at all impressed with my arguments.