Life at our house

Frank found a tape recorder at his grandparents. He carries it around everywhere. Constantly changing betweeen radio and tape, flipping through the channels, winding the tape back and forth and adjusting the levels. Tweeking the sound, so to speak.

It´s pretty dark and grey here now when the snow´s all gone.

Frank hanging out in our gymnastic rings. They are still our best toy. See more about them here.

Every meal infront of the telly, that´s how we roll.