I spent Easter at Grandma Anita's house. It snowed and Mama wanted to go tobogganing. I would have preferred to build a snowman but tobogganing turned out to be quite fun in the end. As long as the slope is nice and gentle and I don't have to go too fast. Then I stayed the night at Grandma's on my own - that is, without Mum and Dad!

And here are the friends and relatives that were present at my birthday party. Apart from my uncle Sebastian and his family who are skiing in the alps it's more or less the same bunch as last year. However, If you look closely you'll see that one person attended my birthday party for the first time. Can you see who?

One...two,,,four...seven. I'm not sure where three comes in to it but that's how old I am now. We celebrated my birthday with chocolate cake and lots of buns that Grandma Margaretha had baked.

I thought his name was Lillebror but now they tell me it's Silas! Anyway, here he is, my brother Silas Eugene Hafstrom Lilburn.

I think the baby is cute and all that but I don't like the way he's always occupying Mum's lap. She says there's room for both of us but I'm not convinced.

There's a steady stream of visitors to our apartment and they all have presents for me! Becoming a big brother does have its advantages... Here my cousin Emma is allowed to hold "lillebror" for a bit before its time to play pussycat. Again.