Training Log Archive: haakon

Went for a hike in the back yard with mom and mom, my first hike! Mom did all of the actual walking while I directed from behind.

C • Getting ready 3

This evening we went to some place called the Nighthawk Diner, though I didn't see any hawks. And it wasn't night. Mom kept raving about something she called poutine until the waitress put something down in front of her that looked pretty gross. I didn't have any.



There were a lot of people there with similar political leanings to moms, including two awkwardly flat and inflexible people who just stood on the side the entire time. Moms kept referring to one of them as "Bernie" and the other as "Madam President". At one point I tried to touch Bernie's hair (what little of it there is) but that just caused his whole upper body to fold (fold!) over backwards. That was pretty scary. I may have cried but don't tell anyone.

C • Gross 1

It's really fun having both moms around so much! And it's warm out!

I'm not super in to long car rides.

After driving back from Kvitfjell in record time (so mom says) we dropped off Kristina. Mom realized there was a Haakon-sized swing right in front of the building (duh, I could have told her that, we've been her *several* times) so we went to check it out. I was a bit skeptical at first -- what's the point in just going back and forth? Don't you ever get anywhere? -- but eventually I realized that it is fun, in a simple-minded kind of way.

Hung out in the snow and had a fika break with my moms and buddies. I know I look pretty cool, you don't need to tell me.

For the record, I have a much more forgiving palate than mom does. Things I like: bananas, strawberries, apples, red peppers, breast milk, formula milk, smoked salmon, and oatmeal.

Have I mentioned that I now have four teeth? It's true. I'm still not sure what they're for yet but I think it's good that I have them.