Last night I found some embroidery I had made and decided to sew up a little dress. Maybe it is because I don’t have a daughter, but in any case, this morning my older son, Emil, quickly seized the dress for his brother’s stuffed monkey (maybe it is because he doesn’t have a little sister he can torture instead). He looked so cute but I am sure he will hate me when he is a teenager for sharing this photo. I wish I could share another recent photo I snapped of Emil in the little boys room and Esben sitting by the door while they play cards. He usually just stands outside holding his nose while they continue talking incessantly – when they are together they never seem to run out of things to talk about. In fact Tim and I are lucky if we can get a word in around the dinner table …