How my days have been spent so far this year:
Walking, walking, walking. Walking the streets of Oslo in winter is beautiful, as long as you don't focus overly much on the fact that it is also rather cold, very slippery and at times near impossible to navigate with a pram. The uneven lumpy snow surface on the sidewalks helps the baby sleep well in the daytime, meanwhile his zombiesque mother is able to steal some minutes to herself in coffeeshops, reading half a page of a book or (more likely) staring vacantly into space while thinking about sleep. And whenever the weather is nice, the Nikon gets to come.
To make things more interesting (always a goal), I've recently aquired an iPhone App that tracks my walks and the duration thereof, and which also draws a map route of where I've been. A route which, of course, I feel it is imperative that I show and narrate to my better half who is quite good at hiding the fact that this show and tell is really the highlight of his day, and that he has been waiting for hours to come back from his job among grown up people who can communicate by means other than crying or giggling to hear exactly where I hit a rough patch of unplowed snow or where I saw a semi-amusing piece of grafitti, or where Oscar had a snack. Technology is certainly my friend.
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