So yesterday, my youngest birthday of all days, I got my hair done. We celebrated the loveable youngest with ice cream cake with fresh rasberries in the morning, lighted candles and songs. He was the cutest of the cutest when we came in in the darkness, so yummy I just needed so bombard him with kisses. I don't think he understod one single thing, but he seemed happy and his older brother was super exited so it all went fine.
I took care of all the logistic with the children in the morning and drove them to school and kindergarden and went to the hairdresser, did some errands and fetched my oldes again who is still doing "inskolning" which means they quit earlier for three weeks. So I had to wear movable and comfy clothes which is always my favourite choice.
Now we're off to see my God daughter for a simple Pizza and donuts evening with all children.
(cardigan: From a boutique in SOF, pants: Isabel Marant, top: Banana Republic, bag: Cèline & ballets: Chanel)