Museum of Childhood

on an old rocking horse

drawing at the light table

flipping through a roald dahl book

Tate Modern

Who says that it always rains in London?  Well, it does an awful lot but we were lucky on the Sunday afternoon at the Tate Modern where we were joined by my friends Lisa, Niklas and their 9 month old son, Charles Fritjof.  

These are the photos that she sent me of Stellan.  

Christian wielded the camera as usual that day so he'll be blogging shots of them on funkypastry.

messy, party boy!

day 2 & 3

dancing with uncle lars

breakfast on the terrace.

note: the few suspicious red spots on his face which confirmed as chicken pox later that morning at the soho walk in clinic.  

see saw up and down, stellan goes to london town

 stellan on the eurostar with christian and a financier in each hand

stellan's new friend lucien, at an installation in the tate modern

sharing some twiglets with lucien

 hanging out with lucien and his big sister, blanche

sunday brunch at the blicher's (copenhagen)

unfortunately helene, our hostess with the mostest was the one behind the camera so she isn't in any of photos from the scrumptious sunday brunch

pierre, henrik and elizabeth

uncle claus

ludwig watches over baby-man (as he calls stellan) while frikke looks on

baby-man!

stellan in many disguises

i had given permission to soraya to use my camera to snap photos of the boys during the day since she has more opportunity than i do to capture those kodak moments and this is sampling of what i found on my camera this weekend.

i guess, "while the cat's away, the mice will play!"

Stellan as the romanian gypsy

aunt Jimima...

...Guru Hanuman Joe
says Namaste!

now that the hunger strike is over.....

a bottle of the best white!

lunchtime with ludwig

and for dessert.....
all those yogis can eat their hearts out, foot behind the neck - no problem!