Phoenix Loves... Sweden.

Sorry you haven't heard from me in a little while but it's been a super busy few weeks for me, mum and dad.

As mentioned before in my blog, my gammelfarfar sadly passed away and at the end of March me and mum boarded a plane to Sweden to go to his funeral. Before that however I had to go for yet more jabs - I know these are for my own good but why do they have to hurt so much?!

The plus side of the jabs (for mum at least) was that they made me really sleepy and I slept all the way to Sweden. On the plane there were lots of smartly dressed ladies helping mum out, I think they're called air hostesses. Mum said they all thought I was very well behaved and secretly wanted me to wake up so they could have a little cuddle with me!

Fast asleep on the tube to the airport.

We landed in Copenhagen at which point I thought I'd slept enough and wanted to see the sights. We jumped onto a train to Malmö where morfar was waiting to pick us up and take us home, after a quick stop off at his work, where he invents stuff for trains!

Back at the house mormor and morfar had bought me my very own cot to sleep in. It's a little bit bigger than I'm used to, but a growing boy needs a big bed to stretch out in, especially ones who like sleep as much as I do. Thanks mormor and morfar!

I'm the tiny baby-shaped thing in the middle of that huge bed!

That evening mum's friend Jasmine came for dinner, but secretly I think the dinner thing was just an excuse to come and meet me! She gave me a super cool Ramones baby-grow to add to my budding collection of rock outfits. Looking forward to hanging out some more in the summer. Here's me and Jasmine...



You're under arrest! Jasmine is a police officer!

Phoenix is a punk rocker.

The next day we headed off to Småland and whilst the funeral was really sad, I was happy that I got to meet lots of my Swedish relatives. You can meet them all too:

With gammelmormor and gammelmorfar

With mormor

With morfar

With great Uncle Anders - I hear he's got some great dance moves!

Having a cuddle with gammelmorfar

With my Uncle Daniel - he's tall!

With gammelfarmor and my cousin Adrian

With Great Auntie Inga-Lill



With mum's cousin Klara

I slept all through the funeral service, which mum told me was sad but beautiful. Afterwards, lots of gammelfarfar's friends and family gathered at this big house where they had some lunch and shared memories of him. I was told what a well behaved and cute baby I was which was nice. I like compliments! Then mum and gammelfarmor sang one of gammelfarfar's favourite songs and then it was time to go back to mormor and morfar's house.

It's a long car journey - about 3.5 hours, but mum's other cousin Emma kindly gave me a present, which kept me entertained for hours in the car and is now one of my favourite toys - I love Pingu!

Here we are in the car

I also got another lovely gift that my gammelmormor had made. It will take pride of place in my nursery when I have one!

Gammelmormor's handywork!

When we got back home I was exhausted but a bath in mormor's sink sorted me out:


Sooo sleepy...

... that's better.

Finally, some of you may remember that before I arrived mum was absolutely sure I'd be a girl and it took her a little while  to get used to the idea of me being a boy (although she wouldn't swap me for the world!) so she couldn't resist putting me in one of her old dresses! I tried to protest but mum and mormor explained that this was a dress that had in fact also been worn by boys - my uncle and cousins for example! It's what's known as a Christening gown and mum wanted me to try it on to see if it would fit me for my naming ceremony but alas it just about fits me now so I'm "sad" to say it probably won't fit when the time comes (hurrah!). Here I am in a dress!!

Cringe!!



After a busy few days it was off back to Old Blighty, and although I'm going to miss Sweden mum and dad has told me we're in fact moving there in the summer so that's another adventure to look forward to!!

Until next time.

Phoenix Love