» Email the baby
» Jessica's pages
» Mammapappa


Show me where you're from!

Blogs away!
» Francis Strand
» Jocke's Saltmannen
» There&Back

  You can call me Al
Hannes seems to be a real family man, uh, boy. It's not like he's overjoyed to go for a walk with me, or Jessica alone, but when he's sitting in his blue limo, and he sees the two of us pushing him gently along, he basically goes nuts. He jumps up and down and slams his little Chile-hat-covered head onto the back of his trolley and starts talking away.

Usually, you can see this phenomenon when one of us has been away for a while and then suddenly reappears.

It's always a happy family reunion. It almost makes me want to go away for awhile.

Also, we have finally discovered what that "at-ta, tha, tuh" sound means...

[maestro, music please]

IT MEANS "DAD"!

Or, somethng like that, because Hannes seems to be talking about me and to me when he says that. I'm a tha-tuh! I'm a ta-ta. I'm a ta-tuh.

Jessica and I, Hannes's maamaamaa and ta-tuh.

July 2002 August 2002 September 2002 October 2002 November 2002 December 2002 January 2003 February 2003 March 2003 April 2003 May 2003 June 2003 July 2003 August 2003 September 2003 October 2003 November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 April 2006 May 2007 April 2012