Superdad
Did I ever tell you I have a Superdad? No? Well, I should have. Becauses Superdad (also known as superopa around here) can fix almost everything. Is there a case of a broken toy? Who do you call? Superdad! Is Chris away for work and am I alone with a rebellious washing machine? Superdad comes in at the right moment, has a good talk (and does some magical things I don't really understand) with the rascal and there you go; No excuses for delaying laundry anymore. (Hmm, now I suddenly wonder if I should be so happy about that....)
What Superdad also can is 'Make Things'. Not just any things, but real beautiful things. Like furniture. Like desks for our little ones. Like the pergola I grow my roses on. Like this wonderful, HUGE, table...
The table is big enough for dinnerparties with not only our little family of five, but also friends and family who come along.
It's big enough for letting me sew on it (I do have a lovely crafting room at the attic, but when I'm alone with the little ones, it's more practical to install myself at the dining table) without having to take on the whole space.
Isn't it beautiful? And the best part: He made it all, from scratch, by hand. I love it!
Yes, he really is my Superdad.
My name is Karin. I sew, cook and
take pictures. I tell stories. I dream. I love books, fashion, hot
baths, conversations that make me re-think my ideas and opinions. I
fantasize and realize. And above and beyond all, I am mama to
Lucas, Sarah and Olivier.
