...of advent, and our chickenpox-infected Calamity Jane has begun waiting full throttle.
How many days until Christmas yet?
Another Sunday, only two candles left now...

I finally finished the calendar, and it makes the waiting a little less tormenting...



The calendar is made up of matchstick boxes, a branch from the birch we felled in the garden, scrap book papers and nice ribbons, and some red paint. And the little presents hide sweets (marsipan, YUMMMY! I almost ate them all making the calendar, but sssh, don't tell Ronja), small gifts (today was a vintage miniature camera obscura with dinosaur images inside, she loved it), or small notes with promised activities written on.
Wishing everyone a good Sunday evening, I'm off to watch the Czech version of Cinderella with my chums (everyone in Norway will know what I'm talking about)!