Took my daughter to visiyVasa Museum in Stockholm today.
It's probably the 10th time I visited the museum and it was fun watching her joyfully read every text and visit every corner of the "Sweden's and probably Europe's strongest gunship for the whole 20 minutes before it sank".
It feels so good watching her thrive in a walkable city, speaking with people in Swedish (that she learned on her own) and shine like the happiest kid in the world when people respond to her in Swedish and understand what she says and she understands them.