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C o p e n h a g e n 2 0 1 1
January
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I can count to 30 in Danish, and to 10 in English (almost to 20, actually)
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De Mugle Man
(“muskelmand” / “muscle man”)
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Der var en historie...
There was a story...
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Suzanne and Marianne were in it, and there
were a lot of buckets with water in...
(11 February: The first time Matt tells
about a dream he has had)
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When I grow up, I want to be a troll-man
(en troldemand)
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and a terrific ghost warrior
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and a professional pirate
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with my faithful brigade always on my side
we create our own history
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C o p e n h a g e n 2 0 1 1
April
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Calling all pirates in the neighbour-seas
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Hurray! I have waited so long for this day!
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Mum has baked a yummy Gormatti-cake
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and all my friends come over
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I am four years, and I can drive a carousel-car.
I can also read all the numbers from 1 to 9
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Dad, can't we call the construction workers and tell them what a wonderful job they are doing?
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Mum, where do mariehønerne live?
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19 April, break-through 2: on the same day as my bigger brother I learn how to balance on a bicycle
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Watch me. I am an up and coming
street factor to be counted on!
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The Aidt cousins are pulling it.
Trying hard, anyway: Pull! Pull!
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Sometimes all the four-year-olds in the
Elmegården community hold special summits
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C o p e n h a g e n 2 0 1 1
Summer holiday
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Summer holiday must be around the corner,
we feel the energy rising!
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We can play “waves” when
we are on the waterfront
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Eva and I can play funnyball when Alex
attends his football training
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We can be fjumse-numser
on the homefront
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We’re seriously improving our scores in our favourite game. It is not funny, it is angry (birds)
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We can do freestyle here, Eva!
Ready?
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They say this summer is the coldest, wettest summer Denmark has experienced in three generations
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Nevertheless, we manage to have a
summer picnic with farfar and femor
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And... ta-taa! We have our first
camping experience ever
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The birds, the frogs, the 'gøg', and pigeons:
Sounds coming from all over, and all through
the night. Huu! A bit scary! The big question
being: can trolls cross the waters from Norway?
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At 04:45, we are up with the sun. We say
good morning to the deers, the horses,
butterflies, snails...
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“Hej-ho, Hej-hooo
Hej-ho, nu ska’ vi gå...”
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Alex catches a big
tadpole with two legs
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Dad, how did the fish get under the water?
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Summer is time for being
productive, constructive and innovative
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Mum cuts the rubarber in our
garden and bakes a cake for us
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The bees make honey for us
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Construction work is needed
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Architectural new-thinking is required
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Cravingly, Lego keeps calling
as well, on a daily basis
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and so is the garden work
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and the hunting and gathering
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We keep art production flowing. In modesty,
I consider this butterfly one of my best pieces
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A-hm, we prrroudly present...
This piece is entitled ’Jeg er Mattias’ (I am Mattias)
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Here is an early one, entitled
‘Dad, why is there wind?’
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I have developed my Mattiprontopillian Monster Design into, well – close to perfection, critics said
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Nowadays, you’ll probably recognize the MPP-design in many well-known modern vehicles
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At times we receive an award
for our accomplishments
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Then it’s time for some proper holiday
relaxation at Farfar’s house
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Never miss a good steam train
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Home again – right in time for the exciting
local Games of Elmegården
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C o p e n h a g e n 2 0 1 1
August–September
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We are probably a bit nuts in this family of ours,
but hey! – still in the good way
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I have been “man-sick” with something as scary as skarlagensfeber for a week and learned how to take my medicine “as a man”. That means without crying
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Worries and challenges.
They simply keep coming up
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But hills are there to be climbed, right?
Prepare for danger, and make it happen!
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As they say around here: There is no
“bad weather”, only “bad clothing”
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Meanwhile, the architectural
new-thinking is evolving
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Nanna – mum’s mum – is helping
us generously too
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In kindergarten, we also help each other
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I notice new things now
that I am 4.5 years old
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I express these things in my drawings.
Reality meets fantasy in Monster City
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I tell stories in images. Bombs explodes,
while the monsters fart
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Alex farts and then he fights the robot monster
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and in letters... Someone has thrown
names on the house
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