No I’m not talking about the scolding happening at the other side of the pond. I’m talking about life. Tuesday our little one (who turned 18 little over a month ago and thereby is an adult in the eyes of society) got his driver’s license. In Sweden you don’t get to have a driver’s license…
Tag: adult
Finally
I have finally learnt to make a fire with only paper, cardboard and wood. I will survive the apocalypse and earned the right to call myself adult. Wicked!
