Troglodytes maternalis
Social media sucks. It wastes all our time and cheapens our interactions. It addicts our kids and ruins our attention spans. And even more serious things like controlling the public discourse through censorship and giving bigots an easy way to spew their ideas. (OK, I see the contradiction there, I don't want censorship, but do... 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 →
-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 →
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 →
Growing up I wanted to have 10 kids. I also quite seriously thought I would have them on another planet. I read a lot of science fiction and I was sure technology would catch up with imagination by the time I was an adult and we’d all be choosing which planetary expedition group to volunteer... Continue Reading →
Mama Wren 