Midsommar Blomma i Haapsalu

The old saying goes "Sleep with 9 different guys on Midsummer's Eve and your favourite flower appears in your dreams".  Almost there, but not quite yet, instead Wilma Circus cuddled with Fred and had a proper good night's sleep at the dream place – Haapsalu.

(Müürivahe Fam spreading their love 2000 km away)

Pebbles goes to sleep at 7PM

and that's when parents go all naughty with their pyjamas and sassy reading:

A living garden gnome – Šarik:

Pebbles had the main house all to herself to enjoy her 12h beauty sleep.

The big humans slept at the garden house. Everybody's happy:

Wondering,when the pancakes will be ready:

Without a baby chair, every meal is a picnic:

The bittersweet last days of breastfeeding:

After the breastfeeding debacle and lack of support,

I may only add that

it doesn’t matter what you are doing, when your baby is properly fed:

Popped by the local wonderland:

Moomins exhibition makes tiny feet happy:

Choosing which Ilon Wikland artwork should hang on our wall:

Pebbles at stormy sea:

The face when you have to choose between Astrid Lindgren and Tove Jansson:

*insert some Swedish gibberish here*

I see your Pühajärve Jaanituli and raise you

warm childhood memories:

Muminmamman och Muminpappan:

Fred went to the drawing board because Pebbles deserves this kind of real estate:

They fish that they could wish:

"So you're trying to tell me that this is not normal Midsummer weather?":

Every day there's new taste to introduce,

this time Sugar Rush Max:

Haapsalu railway track has been removed,

so these are the wheels we can count on:

Human bed:

Pulling some strings:

There are mirrors and then there is THE mirror.

It works like photoshop premium:

Cancel all our Zoom meetings, redirect all couriers,

the family is on vacation:

Taller than a giraffe, 

more fashionable than mama Circus:

"Your face,

I like it":

12 years of attraction. Is the sparkle gone?

Oh no, the dad hotness is another lever of boom-boom:

Darude – Sandstorm

"How to get a beach body? 

Go to the beach. 

Done."

You shit bricks when you eat this:

The vacay fart:

New day, new shameless mirror selfies:

"ARE THE PANCAKES READY YET?!?!?!"

Looks all cute and stuff,

but then asks to stick that Moomin book up your ass:

Thinking about all the things I'm planning not to do on that day:

Eat glitter for breakfast and shine all day:

It's called premium deluxe spa treatment:

Bitch don't kill my vibe:

Teaching her to fuck gravity:

The stream illustrates the flood of baby pictures running into this blog:

Plastic snack-o:

Climbing the stairs of friendship:

The sophisticated ladies:

Kid is asleep, hubby is at work, Wilma is fabulous:

The house of "and they lived happily ever after":

The late night Väike Viik:

Hop, skip, and a jump away.

She is checking if Šarik has pooped:

"Do spiders fart?"

Maybe returning to Tallinn is not the greatest idea:

IS THE BATH READY YET??!?!?!!

Nothing like a nice long bath after day of doing nothing:

 

Hiding from the heatwave:

Little seeds need water to grow:

H-O-L-Y-S-H-I-T-I-H-A-V-E-A-K-I-D!:

Giving her ice-cream opened a door to another world:

When life gives you lemons...

Running away from all the duties:

The house of Wilma Circus:

 Ti-U & I-An ♥