With the morning chill heavy in the air and the windows still frosted over, we found ourselves in front of a tiny electronic ticket booth at the train station. Having missed the opportunity to do significant travel during the previous holiday week, S and I were determined to get out of Almhult, even if for just a few hours. Now, only if we could figure … Continue reading A quick trip to the Zoo.
I remember that his house was always the end destination for our long summer trips from Northern Michigan to deep in the Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York. It was an old ranch-style home with a gravel driveway, the screen door always slammed shut with a thunk as it rolled past the old wheel door stopper. The house was divided between … Continue reading For my Grandpa
To be honest, over the past few months there has been growing tension between my eldest son, K and myself. For one, he is continually testing his independence and boundaries as he is of that age. For another, we are way too much a like, which might have something to do with us sharing the same birthday. Another, we are both very physical individuals. This … Continue reading A Marvel Miracle
K caught a virus and stayed home three days with a pretty kickin’ fever. It was wonderful…absolutely magical. Where has this sweet, gentle, ultra calm and cuddly boy been for the past three years? It seems that ever since K figured out the trick of self-propulsion, he has been on the move. And ever since he figured out that you can swing your arms … Continue reading Home Sick
For those of you who do not know, I am new to blogging and don’t really have a clue as to what is happening out in the great “bloggersphere”. However, part of having a blog is to make connections, whether the author of a blog means to or not the posts we write are out there and open for all to read…and to connect to. … Continue reading Paying it Forward: The Liebster Award
It’s the Chinese New Year, which happens to be the only New Year celebration my oldest son K acknowledges. While we have never lived in China, K has embraced this tradition as his own. It probably has something to do with the fact that “dragons” come out and celebrate the changing of the year. Though my son swears it’s a dragon, the creature he is … Continue reading Happy Year of the Snake
S lives across from us and before we moved into the apartment building she was the youngest resident at 81 years. S is awesome. I really don’t know her, but she is awesome. She is the only person in the apartment that speaks any English so at least we have been able to get to know her a little bit, but its the details of … Continue reading Her name is ‘S’
The Swedish daycare/pre-school (dagis) system is pretty cool. Once a child reaches 12 months, they are eligible to attend, though it’s not like you can just show up and drop your child off. First, Sweden really values parents being home with their children, which is why they have such a great paternity leave plan. Between the two parents, it is possible to take up to … Continue reading Dagis
It’s 5am…again. I hate 5am. The world is a seething cesspool of hate, despair, and frustration at 5am. Here in the so-called winter of southern Sweden, the sun doesn’t even rise for another three hours. There are no pleasant tendrils of pink creeping over the eastern sky bringing the promise of a beautiful day. All we have is the wind and rain whipping at the … Continue reading The 5am Morning Blues
I am your average post-apocalyptic/sci-fi/fantasy guy. When it comes to books, I look for a bit of escapism into another world, or a varied version of this one, but have never been into non-fiction. I deal with this reality on a daily basis, no need to rub it in with a book. But, ever since kids entered the story of my … Continue reading Once upon a book
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