Our second week of vacation has been absolutely lovely. It’s been sunny and warm and the days just feel so relaxed and easy-going. And we haven’t had too many things to do. It’s just what the doctor ordered.
We’ve both been working a lot since we arrived here last Friday while at the same time trying to acclimate ourselves to the warmer climate and catching up on much needed sleep and rest.
We also seem to have been on our electronic devices for an inordinate amount of time which is totally opposite of what we intended before the vacation began.
Keira turned 8 years old a couple of weeks ago. Eight years old. I can’t believe how fast the time has flown by.
Only just yesterday did I hold my little baby in my arms for the very first time. Only just yesterday did I experience the joy of her first smile, hear her first word, see her first step.
I love the spring time. I love that it’s been sunny every single day this week. I love how warm it is. Sandals. Shorts. Sunglasses. Ahhh…I’m in heaven because I have all but forgotten what the sun even looks like in Oslo.
It’s 2016. And another year has just passed. Most people ring the new year in with joy and smiles, looking forward for the year that is to come filled with all of its wonderful surprises.
I, on the other hand, look at the new year with foreboding. Damn. Another year just means that I’m one year closer to…GULP…dare I say it? THE END. THE END as in I don’t breathe air, I don’t see the sky, I don’t exist anymore.
I don’t want THE END to come. In fact, not for me and not for anyone that I love.
I just want everything to stay the same. But, nothing every stays the same, does it?
Thanksgiving dinner success can be fleeting. But, every once in a while, the stars all align, the clouds part and everything seems to fall perfectly into place. That’s what Thanksgiving was this year. I’m not exactly sure if I could point out one single thing that made the Thanksgiving dinner a success. Everything just seemed to come together so well.
For someone that stresses a month before the event (that’s me), this was a pretty stress-free evening.
The turkey turned out great. The side dishes were tasty. The guests really got along. The conversation was interesting and fun. We all had a great time and we even got to bed on time! For me, this equals Thanksgiving dinner success.
At first, I thought she was kidding. Then, I thought that my ears must have certainly heard wrong especially since I just came back from a two-week trip to the U.S. Most certainly, I subconsciously said to myself, it must be the jet lag.
To get your child to love reading can sometimes be a challenging task. Many parents say that their child doesn’t want to read because she thinks its boring or unimportant. Others say that their child just can’t be bothered with it because it takes too much time to learn and it can be a little hard to grasp in the beginning.
I have a confession. My daughter is a picky eater. But she wasn’t always that way.
There was time that I would proudly announce (ok, GLOATED) to anyone listening that MY daughter ate all kinds of vegetables from broccoli to cauliflower and even green beans! Anything I put on her plate, she ate it. What a lucky mom I was.
And then, she turned 3 and suddenly, her picky eater behavior just suddenly immersed out of the blue.