Breakfast
Oslo 2005 – present
Family is the first and the last thing you have. It’s there when you’re born and when you die. It’s doubtlessly there in between too. You choose your friends, but not your family. You love them, and they love you, no matter how different you may be.
My birthday party
Waffles, coffee and dog show
Uncle gardening
Cutting Dads combover, without success
Cousins, trampoline and pirate ship
She’ll never come back
We live in house nr. 45
My cousins’ wart
Watching television