Remember how I mentioned when we got back from our
ski weekend in February that The Swede wanted to visit Sälen again before the season was over? Well, we totally did and the Segerstens joined us! The trip started off on a particularly awesome note, in my book, with a stop at the
dalahäst factory, where we saw thousands and thousands of the majestic beasts in various stages of completion, where the kids grumbled with boredom, and where I blew an embarassing amount of kronor on toy horses.
The weather in Sälen was incredible, so while the dads and Elin hit the slopes, Sarianne and the littlest ones and I indulged in an outdoor fika. It was as close to paradise as you can get surrounded by snow.
The girls loved skiing and became really good after two days of training with The Swede and Magnus.
We wrapped up the weekend by heading to the after-ski party in full ski gear, per tradition. And just because Jamie can't stand on his own yet and therefore can't actually ski doesn't mean he's exempt from the costume requirements. He didn't seem to mind, though.
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