The other night we took the kids out to
Texas Longhorn, to start preparing for our roadtrip next summer. No, it was because I couldn't be bothered to cook. On the same day I took both kids Christmas shopping, in central Stockholm (after they had been to school, so it was really a bit brave I feel). And noone cried, and nothing was broken. Also they were so excited about Christmas shopping when it had been snowing, as they really appreciated the stereotypical setting. This is one of the perks of having bigger children. Although sometimes I miss pulling them to daycare on a sledge.
