When my oldest three were babies and toddlers, for like my first five or six years as a parent, I knew everything. I could have written a book. Sure I had to adjust to becoming a parent. I read some books which resonated with me, I learned some theories which aligned with my natural parenting... Continue Reading →
I have Slowness on me. Big time, like I'm wading in molasses. My son taught me this word, it's what he says when I'm trying to rush him out the door to get to school on time, "No, I can't move faster, I have Slowness on me. See!". Then he moves around in super slow motion... Continue Reading →
One parent, whatever language works!
-Remember yesterday when we were on the shop? -Batman are my favorite! -Today at school we had a try. (a test) My son's English is charming. He has creative grammar and makes lots of mistakes. He superimposes English words onto Norwegian grammar, or translates directly to English from Norwegian. My kids are bilingual with Norwegian and English... Continue Reading →
I’m a circus mom
My kids go to circus class. And handball and gymnastics and drama and drill team and marching band. And in previous years ballet and art class and jazz dance and tae kwon do. Not all of them go to all of the activities of course, but 2 or 3 activities per kid, 4 kids in... Continue Reading →