Birthday in Mora

I'm a bit late with this one. This past weekend our wonderful family went to Mora to celebrate Miltons cousin, Isabella. She had turned 4 years old. It was us and my sister (with 3 boys), my cousin (with 2 boys), my mom (and man) and my aunt. We stayed from late friday to late sunday and this trip ment a few things for Milton,

1. Miltons first time on a train (not counting the subway of course :)
2. Miltons first time in Mora.
3. First time meeting my cousin, Tina, and her kids (Leon and André)
4. First time meeting my aunt.
5. First time in a swing-set.
6. First time eating pineapple (loving it :)
7. First time seeing dad getting sick...
8. First time in Grandads new house (not finished yet)
9. First time meeting grandads brother Bosse (and Inga-Lill) and sister Ulla.
10.... almost forgot.. First time wearing a party hat :)

Yep, I ate a pizza at the station in Mora and got really sick. My weekend was pretty much a waste going to bed to rest and I guess my general mood was a bit lower then usual. Even as I type I feel the after effect of the weekend. I've been at work all week not counting tuesday. I spent the whole day there taking tests because I had all of these symptoms that none could explain. Milton had his first visit to the hospital and emergency. I had sensitive hair roots, skin, belly ache, nausia, head ache, eye ache, cold sweats, sore muscles, left part breast and arm ache... and more... Every test was totally normal so they just gave me some stomach medicin. I thought they were crazy but wednesday was better and today I just have a sore belly.

We also broke the news to the last person about Elinas pregnancy. We have let the wind and internet spread the word. It was acctually my wish. Last person in the family that heard about it is usually the first one, my mom... The way things fall...