A Loiner in Sweden

Emily and the hare!

2010-07-08T02:25:00.000+02:00

In the playground yesterday. Emily on the swings, Alice climbing. Alice sees a hare run across the playground.

Off like a shot!

The hare that is!

And Emily!

Never been seen to run so fast before - she's doing a Michael Johnson - belly out, shoulders back and arms by the sides. The hare is going to be in trouble!

There's no shout of geronimo, but a cry does go out from Emily: "MINE"

Well the hare gets the message and legs it. Eventually Emily gives up. So, there follows the usual de-brief/chat.

"Aw, did you want to stroke it?"

Emily: "Eat it!"

Huh?! Ok, a bit of post-chase adrenelein stil flowing through the system there! Hopefully!!"

Surprises.....

2010-05-17T22:02:00.000+02:00

The other week I'd been taking the kids and picking them up from nursery a lot. Thursday we were going to be home-alone as mum was working late and wouldn't be home before the kids were in bed.

Surprise?
So I'd primed them that we'd maybe do something a little different after I collected them - maybe a "surprise".
Of course, Alice was asking what this going to be - I said we'd talk about it when we came out of dagis - otherwise it would be a session of Alice telling all the other kids what we were going to do - then it would take a lot longer to get out.

Anyway, after we'd got out of dagis I asked Alice and Emily if they wanted to go eat a hamburger and maybe have an ice cream (even though it wasn't ice cream day!)

Reality check
Alice asked, "Is that the surprise?"
Me, "Er, yes. Is it ok?"
Alice, "Yes."

As we were driving Alice said that, "Going out for a hamburger isn't really a surprise pappa". "Ok, what is then?", "Maybe a cat or a dog would a surprise, or a few small animals."

Aha, back to the favourite topic of requests!

Brainwave
We successfully ate hamburgers but they had no ice cream. Then I had a brainwave. "Why don't we take the car for a wash and eat ice cream whilst we sit in the car wash?" Alice has always liked the car wash and Emily would be fascinated.

"Well, ok, but we have to buy the ice cream first!". "Deal."

So off we went to buy ice cream and sit in a car wash. There we were, sat in the car wash eating ice cream. t started off gently - then the big brushes came into view. This upset Emily - she wasn't happy - crying, ice cream flying about and we were stuck inside a carwash.

An extra long car wash!

The sales assistant had offered a discount on the luxury wash - so I got the longer wash - thought it was a good idea to give the car a really good clean after a long winter. The best ideas of mice and men....

Emily finally calmed down and we got out of there. The car was very clean on the outside.

Shame about the inside.....

Rubber Balls

2010-03-20T01:50:00.000+01:00

I was on a course this week - very interesting and insightful. As part of it I was "volunteered" into an exercise in front of the class where the teacher was a difficult customer.

Basically, my work was to get as much information about a rubber ball -which then turned into two rubber balls. I did ok and my reward was my own pair of rubber balls. [The two balls had different properties - one was bouncy and one wasn't!]

But then came a great tip from the teacher - that I could use them to be "good" dad or "bad" dad.

So, off I went.

That evening I then got one ball (non-bouncy) and asked Alice to help - "I couldn't get it to bounce" and promptly demonstrated it not bouncing. I then handed her the bouncy ball and asked if she could help.

She successfully demonstrated how you bounce a ball. Hmm...

I took it back - switching balls in my hand - no luck.

Alice demonstrated how to bounce the ball. Then Emily joined in, "me too" - she wanted a go. She successfully bounced the ball.

So we had a couple of cycles of the kids bouncing the balls and me failing. Ok, let's try mum. No, she couldn't bounce the ball either.

It was really cool observing Alice and the different conclusions she was making and how she was arriving at them...

"No, not like that, like this..."

"You're dropping the ball from the wrong height..."

"Try dropping it like this..." (holding the ball in a certain way...)

"Dad, you know only kids can do this!"

Well, it didn't exactly live up to a "good dad" scenario, more a "useless dad" scenario but good fun anyway.

Next time I might reverse the balls - but I can almost see the frustration now!

Love hurts

2010-03-14T14:25:00.000+01:00

Emily went through a phase of biting - it end a few weeks ago now. Sometimes it was playful, sometimes frustration and sometimes unknown... I've read somewhere that it's supposed to be a sign of affection - but that's one show of affection I'm not keen to encourage.

Well, maybe it was sisterly affection but we'd occasionally hear a scream from Alice - just after Emily had sunk her teeth into her. Half sisterly love and half frustration at being kept out of a game I suspect.

Well, this behaviour has disappeared now. But the sisterly "tough love" does continue, sometimes with a dry observational element...

The other week Emily was crying - combination of tiredness and mealtime. At the same time that I was going to try and get something for her to nibble on, Alice walked through the doorway carrying a small plastic chair - she was tidying away.

However, in her effort to hold the chair aloft and avoid Emily she managed to have a direct hit between chair leg and Emily's forehead. This didn't improve Emily's humour. Alice checked there was no harm done and I said I'd take care of Emily.

Then as Alice left she made the observation, "lucky that Emily was already crying." Yes, from a child's perspective, the situation wasn't any worse... Tough love, indeed!

Nursery personnel are made of tough stuff!

2010-01-31T14:45:00.000+01:00

I saw an article this week in the local paper about a girl who'd intervened when a father was beating his son on the tube (it's illegal to beat/slap children in Sweden.)

I read the article in admiration and thought I recognised her - she's a hairdresser (that's not how I recognise her - I'm faithful to my middle-eastern barber!) It clicked a couple of days later when we were talking about it - "it looks a bit like that girl from dagis (nursery) who left a couple of years ago to become a hairdresser. No? Really?"

So, the question was asked on Friday - yes it was Maria that used to work there.

When she eventually intervened physically (earlier verbal prompts had resulted in the father pushing her about) she held him in a neck lock with her left hand whilst calling the police with her right hand.

When the two police arrived they had trouble holding the man, wrestling with him before eventually holding him against a wall.

I'm not suggesting that her ability to control a fully grown man with one hand came from her previous nursery work - but I wouldn't be surprised. They're made of tough stuff - especially mentally - our local dagis personnel!

Bravo Maria for intervening - you deserve all the kind words being written about you!

A fanclub started on facebook - a link to an English version of the story is here.

First fall of the season!

2010-01-24T22:18:00.000+01:00

During the Christmas break Alice got a new pair of ice skates. We were out one day trying them at a local sports ground. Unfortunately, the temperature that day was -12c and not conducive to good moods all round.

So Alice's first time on skates this season was a miserable affair from her point of view! Not-quite-standing-up was about the limit of achievement that day. It didn't help that the ice wasn't so good either - even yours truly had trouble standing up in my långfärdskriskor!

Well last week we managed to coax Alice out onto one of the nearby frozen lakes - we all had our skates and a little sledge for Emily. We were on the ice for about 90 minutes and Alice was "walking" in her skates unaided. A real big step forward

So, on to this weekend. This time we were better planned for heading out onto the lake. Thermos with hot chocolate, sandwhiches, chocolate bar and raissons - lots of sugar to keep moral up. We also took the pushchair for Emily.

Emily sat in the pushchair and soon fell asleep. This was my cue to skate off around the lake with her - about a 3.5km circuit. In the meantime Alice and mum could have a little more practice time in an area set aside in the middle of the lake.

Boy was I tired when I got back - tricky getting up good momentum to push the pushchair and see the cracks in the ice to avoid in time. But I got back without incident - tired and sweaty after what seemed like an age!

Then it was mums turn to do a lap of the lake - just with poles - and looking a lot more professional.

In the meantime Alice had managed to get going - now propelling herself forward with one foot. A huge difference from a couple of weeks ago. We were joking that it wouldn't be long before she was better than me - something that triggered constant questioning "Am I better than you yet?" It won't take long at that rate of improvement!

What was really great to see was that Alice had a really great attitude - falling a lot (which is half the fun for her) and not getting about as quickly as she'd like - but not getting frustrated and just persevering - and boy was it paying off.

Just as we were cheering mums return she decided to start the competition for best fall! She fell in what can only be described as an imitation of a Mexican cliff diver executing a wonderful swallow-dive!

Well her return was my trigger to do another lap - before the sweat on my back turned to ice. I got up onto tired legs and set off - soon registering my own competition entry for best fall - a cross between Robin Cousins and CoCo the clown!

I knew it was a good fall as it started Alice laughing. It also registered more questions from passers-by asking if I was alright - so I think I won round one of the spectacular fall competition!

Animal Protection!

2010-01-05T23:04:00.000+01:00

It was bedtime. The whole getting-ready-for-bed routine was in full flow.

This not only means brushing teeth, pyjamas and bed preparation, but also that Alice and Emily are expending as much energy as possible before they need to settle down for bed!

So Alice and Emily were jumping on and off the bed when I heard a shout. Alice ran into the kitchen to get a cup and a piece of kitchen towel shouting, "Don't hurt it, we must catch it!"

Hmm, ok, everything's under control, no need to panic!

Then a couple of minutes later she returns with the cup and paper over the top. Inside the cup is a small ladybird type thing and Alice is adamant that we can't harm it.

She wants to let it go outside. I look at the thermometer on the kitchen window and the temperature outside is currently -15.8c. Hmm, it's a bit cold. What about the balcony...

The little fella is released on the balcony with some of the plants that are struggling through the winter (about -10c there right now). See you in the spring buddy.

Alice was happy though and said that we'd found him a new home with the plants and that "it was cosy" for it!

Perfume!

2010-01-05T22:46:00.000+01:00

Ah yes, I'd almost forgotten to write this story! But I have to finish it...

It was the end of November, a dark day in a dark month - not much daylight. Everyone was sluggish getting out of bed and ready for nursery and work. I'd overslept and the kids had overslept and it was an "activity" day for both Alice and Emily at nursery. This means they need to be there at a set time to begin some group activity.

Well, I was struggling to get Alice awake and out of bed. She finally began to wake up and I returned to the kitchen to finish breakfast with Emily.

Up Alice popped and locked herself in the bathroom. Nothing so surprising there.

But when she came out it was like an assault on the nostrils. Now I was awake!

Yes, she'd gone through the cabinets and decided to try on the perfume - I don't if it was the amount or mixture that caught me offguard, but it had an effect!

Image by ozgurmulazimoglu via Flickr

Well, no time to waste a quick breakfast and then out to nursery.

I explained to the teachers about the experimentation - it didn't seem to be any surprise to them (I don't know if it was Alice or the perfume-trying behaviour that was unsurprising...)

Well, they took it in their stride and the day began.

After leaving Emily I then went to work.

That evening Alice returned home in a complete change of clothes. It turned out that one of the teachers had an asthma sensitivity and they thought the "stink" was likely to bring on some attack. So Alice was stripped and showered down and the clothes were wrapped in a plastic bag...

Hmm, so much for perfume experimentation. No harm done (to anyone) in the end and Alice has learnt to not pile on the perfume before going to nursery...

Bacon fever

2009-11-30T23:05:00.000+01:00

Just over two weeks ago we managed to get jabs for the kids for the swine flu. There has been mild hysteria here as the number of confirmed cases has been rising in Autumn (when it's traditional for flu outbreaks and magsjuka (vomitting & diahorrea)).

This has been compounded by the risk groups getting the jabs first (quite rightly) and then it being opened up to children - but the demand vastly exceeded supply. So we'd been to the local clinic a couple of times in the previous week - too late as the stocks had run out.

Anyway the other Friday a local clinic had 8-10am and 1-3pm slots. Turning up a little after 9 was hopeless as stocks had already been allocated to those queing - I found out from a work colleague who'd turned up at 7:50 that the stocks had been allocated already then!

So we returned at 12:10 - and I was no 27 in the queue already! It was a cold afternoon and I wasn't properly dressed. The kids and mum turned up about 10 minutes later - then we were a group that were improperly dressed - with a miserable wait ahead of us!

Eventually the doors opened at 12:50 and we were allocated tickets to return at 1:30 - at least we'd got them - the queue behind us was already very long! We could go and get a coffee and hope that my feet de-frosted.

The jabs went well - although an unpleasant shock for Emily. About 2-3 hours later Alice was showing symptoms of effects - a fever over 39c and aches and pains everywhere. We gave her some painkillers around bedtime and that did the trick for a night's sleep - within about 20 hours she was back to herself again.

Emily's reaction to the shot was the opposite - it was as though she'd had an adrenalin shot and was rushing about at full speed!

We had a mild version compared to a work colleague. They had both their daughters vaccinated and one daughter had the symptoms for a week - high fever and vomitting. Talk about luck...

The Truth Hurts!

2009-11-29T16:29:00.000+01:00

You have to be careful what you say in front of 4-5 year-olds!

Recently we'd made a comment about a neighbours driving - they were using the car bumpers "liberally" to get out of a parking space.

Well a couple of weeks later mum, Alice and Emily met the neighbour in the street. It's always a friendly chat about things going on in the neighbourhood and how Alice and Emily are getting on at nursery.

However, today Alice a question in mind: "Why are you so bad at parking?"

Now it was time for mum to pay close attention to something Emily was doing and let Alice handle that conversation herself... In good humour the neighbour accepted the observations and everyone are still friends!

But now we know we have to be extra careful what we're saying in front of Alice!

Swedish Father's Day

2009-11-10T06:30:00.000+01:00

No not a day only for Swedish fathers, but a "father's day" in Sweden.

This year it was in danger of going by unnoticed - I didn't do any prompting (partly because it wasn't marked in the calendar.)

The adverts surfaced a few days before and then on Saturday mum and Alice where going out "shopping" - mainly for sweets for Alice. But before going Alice asked my what I wanted for father's day. I said I didn't or mind.

Then Alice saw "an opportunity and she took it" (a la "Flushed Away")

A: Would you like an animal?
Me: What sort of animal?

A: A cat maybe?
Me: No (laughing)

A: A dog then?
Me: No

A: Mmm, maybe a horse?
Me: ha ha ha

So, the mind-washing continues!

Alice really wants a cat (or a dog, or anything big enough to survive a lot of clapping and hugging...) She doesn't miss an opportunity - but now she's making it look like it's something for me! What a mind for a soon-to-be-5yro!

Well fathers day arrived and in trooped mum and the kids to wake me up with a song - except there is no father's day song - so Alice was singing "happy birthday" in Swedish!

I got a really nice handmade ghost from Alice, a comb(!) a very nice cream-and-rhubarb-and-banana home-made cake and a card that Alice picked:-

O, the brain-washing continues!!!! Drip, drip, drip,...

Confusing Animals

2009-11-06T19:55:00.000+01:00

The other day we saw a neighbour who was out walking the dog. A big dog. We went over the talk and for Alice to pat the dog. In the meantime Emily kept saying, "Meow."

Image by jACK TWO via Flickr

Alice likes camels. She's ridden them on two different occasions - the two-humped variety (Bactarian?) This is very handy for kids - they slot nicely between the humps as a type of protection - sort of ready-made air-bags!

She also likes zebras - because they're stripy. Emily gets zebras correct - making a neighing sound. But Alice confuses zebras and camels - just at the moment if you show her a zebra she'll call it a camel.

Latest addition to the vocabulary for Alice: Optopus

All this confusion is probably not helped by learning them in two languages!

Halloween

2009-11-04T21:48:00.000+01:00

Alice has now got into the age where she's interested in the "traditions" associated with halloween.

It started a couple of weeks ago when the big pumpkins started appearing in the shops. "Can we get one..." We'd never carved a pumpkin but thought "why not".

When I was little we carved out swedes - but that's another story...

On Friday Bollibompa (kids tv program) did a special on pumpkin carving, pies, halloween etc. Alice spotted two recipes on there and re-told them about how to make pumpkin crisps and roast the pumpkin seeds - sprinkle with salt and oil and put in the oven. I was impressed by the attention to detail...

Then there was the trick-or-treat requests...

Pumpkin

So we bought a pumpkin the weekend before without really knowing what to do with it. A bit of "interwebbing" gave a few tips - one being about how to stop it drying out. We didn't have anything for that so we delayed the carving - which was a good tip.

Mum did the carving out on Friday evening. A good job to produce a suitably spooky look:

Kiss or Treat

Alice wanted to go trick-or-treating. I think this was something being discussed by the kids at nursery.

In swedish "trick or treat" is "Buss eller Godis" - literally "Trick or sweets". Alice had misheard this or mis-pronounced this as "Puss eller godis" - literally "Kiss or Sweets" - which sounded much funnier...

Anyway, there had been a lot of requests from Alice to do this and neither me or mum were very keen on doing this - too tired after a full day on Saturday.

Just as the discussion had finished there was a knock on the door. Two nursery friends and a mum were trick-or-treating and wanted to see if Alice would join in.

Bingo!

Well I've never seen her do a change of clothes so quickly. Within seconds a sleeping beauty dress was on (to match the other two girls) and she was ready for the off.

About an hour later a very happy girl returned with a load of sweets! A happy ending to the day.

Tired Pumpkin

The pumpkin dried out within a couple of days and started looking tired (or maybe more angry):-

Until next year...

Joke Telling

2009-11-01T01:56:00.000+01:00

Alice told a joke the other day, which I thought was really impressive.

It was one she'd heard on kids tv, but it illustrated a few development points.

Being able to remember a story
Re-tell a story in a funny way - building-up to the punchline
Demonstrating a sense of humour

It make me chuckle. What was the joke?

If was a Bellman joke:

A Frenchman, Russian and Bellman were on a farm and wanted to see how long they could be in with the pigs.

The Frenchman went into a pig sty and came out after a couple of minutes, "Aw, the pig farted on me!"

Next the Russian went in, but came out after 10 minutes, "Aw, the pig farted on me!"

Then it was Bellman's turn. He went into the pig sty. After 2 hours the pig came out, "Aw, Bellman farted on me!"

Ha, ha...

The Pippi Obsession!

2009-10-18T23:04:00.002+02:00

Emily's latest obsession is Pippi Långstrump (longstocking).

Any Pippi mention or sighting usually triggers it - she will start bouncy up and down and saying "pippi" - this means she wants you to sing Pippi's song. The singing has to happen and then she bounces up and down in time to the song.

She has one item of Pippi clothing (a top) and two pippi dolls (inheritted from Alice) - there are several Pippi DVD's and a couple of books that can also trigger the demand for singing.

Well the Pippi top is a favourite item of clothing and when she's at nursery she'll apparently walk around pointing to the pippi picture on her top saying, "pippi."

This is a trick because people responding to this and maybe even (foolishly) singing are going to get a lot of visits from Emily!

One of the staff said the other day that she'd had to sing the song more than 20 times - when Emily had the top on. One of the other staff brought a pippi doll in for Emily - so now she has a prop and a prompt for when she's not wearing the pippi top. She also mentioned (jokingly) that she'd be glad when the top was too dirty to be worn.

Well, this weekend we've added to the obsession and potential torment. Emily has now got some pippi tights, 2 more pippi tops and a pair of pippi gloves. Can't wait to see the faces of the staff at nursery!

When The Bedtime Story Bites Back!

2009-10-15T00:06:00.000+02:00

During the week the bedtime routine can be tough! The kids have had a full day of running about in dagis whilst mum & dad have leaving/picking-up from dagis - with the early work start and late work finish that brings.

So, this whole routine occasionally takes its toll on us all. Today was no exception!

It was my turn to read a bedtime story to Alice. Emily had her own story with mum. I was very tired, so the two books we'd picked to read could be a challenge - especially as I was lying down with my head on a pillow whilst reading.

I generally put some effort into the characters for the stories - this makes it more interesting all round.

First book, Alfons Åberg (or Alfie Atkins in English) bedtime - story of a 4year-old not wanting to go to sleep and trying several different tricks to stay awake whilst his father was getting more and more tired, link. Exactly like tonight, as Alice was delaying as long as possible getting into bed and then settling down...

Anyway, this is a very nice story - quite soothing and usually does the trick about nearly inducing sleep - if we start with this book there's sometimes no need for a second. Well on this occasion it did it's best to induce sleep into me!

Alice recognises the symptoms - the pauses between sentences or pages get longer - then it's a reminder, "pappa!" So she's as much to do with us getting to the end of the story as I am.

Well, we made it through the first then it was time for the second choice: Julia Donaldson's "The Smartest Giant in Town" - another favourite. This was a struggle for me - Alice was having to work to get us to the end of the book - I was in danger of falling into a deep sleep mid-way through!

So, we made it through two books. Reading light out. Alice wasn't sleepy enough yet... But that's the last I remember - after a few minutes I'd drifted off to the land of nod - to wake up a couple of hours later.

Just like in the Alfie Atkins story - where Alfie finally decides to go to sleep because his daddy falls asleep first - Alice usually gives up and goes to sleep when I've dropped off...

As Easy As Riding A Bike

2009-10-10T23:46:00.000+02:00

Over the past few weeks I've been going out with Alice to try and learn to ride. I took the stabilisers off and attached a support handle.

First Time
I wasn't quite sure what approach to take. Attention spans aren't great at that age and distractions are many. So I decided to go to basics. This meant not letting Alice fall and talking about problems and how to correct. Needless to say, after about 20 minutes she'd had enough and wasn't talking to me!

Second Time
After the first occasion it took a while to coax her out onto the bike again. So there was about a 2 week gap to the next time. This time I was making sure she didn't fall and let her get used to the balance. However, there were still things to work on with starting, stopping and steering. Much better result in terms of self-confidence.

In the meantime I'd been taking her to nursery on the scooter and really encouraging her to practice on the balance - go as far as she could at different speeds without any feet on the floor.

Third Time
Last weekend was the third time out. She was out with "brorbror" and apparently went very well - being able to stop on her own.

Fourth Time
Today was a good day. I hardly held the bike at all. She was telling me to let go when I wasn't even holding. Starting, stopping and balance were all good. We practised going in a circle slowly. Just need a bit more practice on steering and concentration. But it was a good day.

Now she needs a bigger bike. Maybe I can use that instead of a cat that she wants...

Close Encounters!

2009-09-13T21:30:00.000+02:00

Last week we had an outing to Skansen. The second time in two weeks.

We had a full afternoon of looking at different animals - cats, pigs, goats, elk, bears, seal and otters before we were getting peckish and thoughts were turning to food. So, off we headed to one of the restaurants that was a 10 minute hike.

But Alice was lagging behind. When I asked her what she was doing she said se was collecting nuts (acorns) for the squirrels and that if we saw a squirrel we should let her know.

Red Squirrels
There are quite a few red squirrels at Skansen - and if you're lucky you can see one fairly close.

Early in the summer we had visited Skansen and a squirrel approached within 5 metres of platform near the bear enclosure. Alice managed to go forward and tempt it to her - but half-lunging to give it a hug. So, after that occasion she believes that squirrels like her.

After a few minutes walking we saw a squirrel near the path ahead. Alice headed forward with her acorns and crounched down calmly and held them out. We kept our distance to see what would happen.

Feeding Time
We were surprised to see it come forward, take an acorn from her palm and start eating there in front of her. Maybe it was the same one that had been half hugged by Alice earlier in the summer - and so had some sort of bond with her.

We watched this spectical for about five minutes (myself trying to take a few pictures) before Alice got impatient and went for the hug/stroke. This got the little fella skittish - gave Alice a little scratch and off it went.

Exercise Time
But Alice still had a couple of acorns... So the little fella was coaxed out again.

By this time the squirrel was a bit more jumpy - and so was Alice. So, whilst Alice got half a stroke of the squirrel, in its jumpy state it was Emily who got the real close-up!

Doubting Daughter!

2009-09-09T13:55:00.000+02:00

Alice was very pleased to get her old pillow case to take home, here, from nursery. I think she had forgotten that we'd prepared it for her 3 years ago.

This forgotten pillow case probably contributed to here reaction when she saw the pillow case done for Emily (here):-

Alice: Did you do that?

Me: Yes.

Alice: Are you tricking me?

Me: No.

Alice: Are you sure?

Me: Yes. (laughing - which didn't help!)

The idea of being "tricked" is a phase she's going through now - pretty much a continuation from the April fools jokes, here.

At least, I hope it's just a phase....

Pillow Case done!

2009-09-08T11:05:00.001+02:00

Emily is currently going through her familiarisation (in-schooling) with dagis (nursery) and today she will sleep there for the first time (maybe!)

All the kids have personalized pillows/pillow covers and so we made one for Emily. When Alice was sleeping at dagis her pillow cover was of Mumin Mamma, here. Emily also likes mumin - and Pippi (långstrump/longstocking) and Upsy Daisy.

In the end I went for Upsy Daisy:-

She's had it at home for a few days now - calling it 'Daisy'. I'm waiting to see how it goes today - on standby in case I need to go in.

Nervous Kids
The dagis has some blueprints on the walls from when the building was put up in the 40's. The blueprint shows different rooms for the children, a kitchen, bathroom and store rooms.

However, it was another room that caught my eye - a separate room marked on the plans as being for "nervous children"!

I've seen a couple of candidates for that title in the past - but they're cared for differently these days!

Just like big sis

2009-09-02T00:10:00.000+02:00

Day three of Emily's intro to dagis (nursery) and I'm trying to get us all organised so that we're there in good time. I want to get there so that we have a little time with Alice there instead of just dumping her and rushing off...

Getting Ready

The getting ready routine in the household is usually "last-minute". Not quite the smooth "just-in-time" approach of Toyota, but more a panic-striken attempt to beat the clock (there's probably some comic game-show analogy there...)

We're also not used to using the clock - we've never really been in a rush for Alice to get to dagis - unless there was some outing or activity starting at a certain time. So changing that around has been a shock to the system - for all of us.

The "just-in-time" approach means breakfast, tv, teeth-brushing, getting dressed and out of the door. Ideally the tv time should be as little as possible to minimise a tv-coma effect - easier said than done if I need to do some extra preparation...

I would ideally like to organise the clothes the previous night but as we're soon moving into autumn there can be more variation in the weather. So everything starts with checking the thermoter for the outside temperature. Alice will always want to wear the minimum amount of clothes but the thermometer will indicate whether she'll start out in a summer dress, 3/4 length trousers, rain gear, sandals, trainers, wellies, socks or no-socks etc, etc.

Beat the clock

Getting clothes organised for both and teeth brushed.... I start brushing my teeth and give a brush to Emily (not so much brushing for Emily but getting a little bit of flouride on the teeth is the aim). Emily wanders off.

Alice pops her head around the bathroom door to ask a question.

Aarghhh!

She's drawn in biro all over her face.... Ok she'll have to go like that. I finish brushing my teeth and fetch the clothes I'd picked out for Emily and return.

Aarghh!

Emily has found a blue marker pen that Alice had been using - Alice didn't notice due to a tv-induced coma... Blue ink in the face and all down both legs!

I manage to get most ink off the face - but she still has a blue tinge. Too much ink on the legs - and I'd manage to pick shorts for today! Oh well, we're out of time so we have to go.

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So I turn up to dagis with Alice sporting a biro beard, moustache and glasses and Emily, who as a look of a smurf about her....

I'm not sure if I was getting sympathy, pity or "just another hopeless dad..." judgement from the people I met...

Getting back to reality

2009-08-27T06:30:00.001+02:00

Alice started nursery again last week. Emily started "in-schooling" this week. Discussing this with one of the teachers last week it was mentioned that it will soon be "back to reality" time for me - returning to work... Mixed feelings...

In-Schooling

This is the process of familiarisation for the children, to get used to the new environment, people, routines and the parents disappearing. Each nursery has their own way of doing it - some taking 2-3 days and some taking 2-3 weeks.

Emily's nursery will take about 2 weeks (maybe slightly more or less, depending on progress.) The routine is a gradual introduction - we'll be there no more than 1 hour per day for the first week. Then it will gradually step up so that by the end of the second week Emily can hopefully be there the whole day.

Tuesday 25-08-09

Today was Emily's first day - just 30 minutes - enough for her to get a taste of things and for me to get the schedule for the next 2 weeks - the expected time it will take before she's there without me.

It was just her, some of the teachers and me for the first day. The other children and parents will be together from the second day.

It started very quietly - at first just sitting on my knee and didn't want to do anything.

My thoughts beforehand had been that it would be easier for Emily than it had been for Alice because she was already familiar with parts of nursery. But, of course, that's being familiar with Alice's parts of nursery - Emily is in a different department and so nearly everything is new.

It is familiar for me - being the department that Alice started in - called Tromben, meaning tornado - quite apt for the way the children can be... The other departments are Stormen (Storm), Orkanen (Hurricane) and Virvelvinden (Whirlwind) - Alice's current department -

again very fitting!

Emily was coaxed into life by a toy sheep and then a fish tank - empty as the fish hadn't arrived. After a while she got a bit more lively but still being a little subdued compared to her normal self - could have been tired (she slept for 2.5 hours after lunch.)

It was only as we were leaving (her saying "hej då" (bye) in a very sweet voice) that we saw another room full of plastic cutlery and plates that she dived in and wanted to play.

Pillow Case

On Monday Alice's pillow case (right) was returned - she hasn't used it in a long time at nursery

and now she's just started the final year. The pillow case is for their sleeping - something made by the parents usually with things that the children will relate to.

Alice was a big mumin fan when she was smaller, hence the design on the pillow case. I did a few practice drawings and this picture of mumin mamma was fairly straightforward - and it was popular.

Mumin is still on in the household now and again. Emily is picking up the theme tune - occasionally singing along to the "ma-mamma-ma, pa-pa-pappa...". Now mentioning mumin to Emily triggers the singing...

Now it will be time to make one for Emily. It's either going to be Upsy Daisy (or 'daisy' as Emily says) or Pippi Långstrump. Daisy is easier, so we'll see....

Wednesday 26-08-09

Second day and an hour for Emily. Five new children all together with 6 parents sat around a small table trying to be "passive" - boring to the kids, so that they get involved with the toys and teachers. We didn't succeed in being passive all of the time.

Emily wanted to sit with me quite a bit in the beginning - again everything new (children and parents) and this is to be expected.

This is the third time I've done the in-schooling but I don't think of myself as an expert. I'm preparing myself that this time will be different from the other times - children are unpredictable...

Summer of Swimming

2009-08-25T03:00:00.001+02:00

A long holiday for all of us. Lots of travelling and lots of swimming - indoor pools, outdoor pools, in lakes, in a red sea and in a delta next to nudists!

Kolmården

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Started the holiday here - a day out.

We usually fit in a couple of trips - just one so far - it's the wasp season now (August), so advisable to stay away.

This was where Alice enountered "large mice". Both Alice and Emily did some bathing.

Stockholm

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We had a few days in Stockholm. These mainly focused around bathing - in lakes and swimming pools.

We cycled out to a lake to bathe with some ducks (in söderbysjön - right) - hadn't bathed there for a couple of years. Emily was a bit shy of the water whilst Alice was wanting to go further and further after flowers from water lillies. Must get her into swimming lessons soon!

Another popular trip was to Eriksdalsbadet and the water slides and indoor whirlpools. Water slides and sore feet -> tender.

Blighty

Off to see the family in the UK. Alice had a few concerns about how advanced they were in the UK, here. It was here that a few English phrases started flowing.

A real hit for Alice for Temple Newsam - or really it's home farm. Whilst Alice and Emily have been to see animals before they've never been given a bag of food (grass pellets) to feed the sheep. So Alice was very popular with the sheep (whilst the food lasted) - and she loved it.

It was also here that Alice discovered hair flatteners - having flat hair for a day. Queue request next birthday!

This was Emily's first time on a plane - and it went fairly smoothly. Alice liked the sweets that we had with us for the plane!

Gotland

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No rest from returning from the UK. Ferry to Gotland. We hired a

caravan by a favourite beach, Sandviken.

Lots of rain when we got there but we got a few days of warm sunshine.

We had two days in Kneippbyn - home to Pippi Longstocking's (Pippi Långstrump) house (right) - Villa Villekulla - and the connected waterland.

There was plenty of time in the pools and on the rides.

Stockholm

More Bathing.

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We had a trip to Hellasgården (right) - a place where we could bathe in a kid-friendly spot with a little beach and still be surrounded by the wildlife.

But remember to respect the wildlife! I remember being there a few years ago and seeing a father show-off to his son - how to catch a crayfish. Well the crayfish caught him - the father jumping up out

of the water with a crayfish clasping to his index finger.

Emily loved the ducks - herself waddling after them - trying to catch them. The toy dinghy was launched for the first time - although Emily preferred sitting in it on dry land - or just dragging it around.

Alice was swimming well with her arm puffs - with some other girls. After a while they wanted to take their arm rings off. Then Alice tried the breast stroke - and sank like a stone. Got over-confident with the arm rings - time for swimming lessons!

Stuga

Then it was off up to the stuga, here.

We were there for a few weeks and did quite a lot. As well as Alice engaging with the neighbours, there were quite a few other things happening.

There was the obligatory trip to the local baths - once Alice discovered it had a waterslide! Alice even learnt to doggy-paddle.

In Search of Cheese

We'd heard of a local place that made their own feta cheese and brie and they were open late in the evenings. So one evening off we went - it all sounded so easy - bu we were driving around the countryside for 2 hours - lots of small roads - before finding the place, here. Then it was closed - it was only open late on Wednesdays!

Gruffalo

Monday. We had an outing to see an am-dram production of children's sagas, here, at the dead falls (döda fallet). One of the stars of the show (at least for us) was our pram!

Back to the cheese

Wednesday came. Off to try again. This time we got updated local instructions meaning that we got there in no time. Rotsjögård - no mobile reception here. They had a cafe and a boutique. However, as soon as we got out of the car Alice and Emily were off to see the goats.

In the cafe we were able to buy some very nice cakes but also some food pellets for the goats. Hurrah!

This was great news for Alice - she could feed the goats and show Emily how to do it.

After a coffee and cake I checked up on the goat feeding. Alice was very

popular with the goats. She was sharing the pellets with Emily so that she could join in.

However, Emily wasn't paying close attention to what Alice was doing and so she was stopping them in her mouth. That's when I jumped in....

We stocked-up on a few varieties of cheese before heading off.

To Paint a House

The stuga needed painting. A grey was chosen - it had sparkly bits in it making it resemble a form of nail varnish. All visitors were roped in to help paint. I did the least on the main house as I was making a more child-friendly track down to the water.

I painted the small building - it was whilst cleaning up the brushes afterwards that I managed to get covered in a lot of paintbrush water - with its nice glittery grey colour. I was the glitter man - or was it glimmer man?

Sea Bathing

The neighbours told us about a local cove by the sea with very good bathing for kids, Åvike.

A circular cove with very shallow water fed by two iron-rich streams. This gave the clear water a red tinge - surreal. So we could say we swam in the red sea. Alice was crazy about bathing, as usual, Emily less so.

We returned a couple of days later with sausages and bbq to have supper on the beach and a swim, Emily flavouring her sausages with sand!

We also went sea bathing at the Indalsälven delta.

This is a nature reservation near the airport and interestingly enough

has a nudist beach - is it ethical tohave a nudist beach under a flight path?

However, on the afternoon we were there no planes flew over and the sea was incredibly warm - must've been well over 24c.

It being a delta meant that we had to cross a couple of rope bridges to get there - great fun but no good for the sea legs!

The High Coast (Höga Kusten)

We visited the other stuga for a couple of nights. We were trying to time it with decent weather and didn't do too badly. This was back to basics time for Alice - no electricity and so no tv!

We took several dips in the the bay. Alice discovered a colony of small frogs. These were great to just "go off and visit" - we didn't forget to say goodbye to them before leaving.

On the way back we took a tourist route (southern high coast tourist route) - very picturesque.

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Stopped off for lunch at an old fishing village, Bönhamn. But it seemed like it was shut!

Luckily we had sandwiches - so it was a picnic by the sea.

Alice had a dip in the sea - a bit cool! I bumped into a group of Spanish hippies looking for "water without gas" - but the place was shut...

Driving further south we stopped off at another nature reserve that contained a popular bathing spot, Rotsidan, unusual for its red rocks. No bathing there - we dipped our feet and the water was extremely cold. We managed to lose mum in the forest trail to the sea...

Beaver Search

There had been various sightings of our local beavers. Alice wanted to go out and see them. So the last night before returning to Stockholm we took the canoe out in search, here.

"Can we go home now?"

This was the recurring question for the last 10 days that we were away from home.

For Alice the novelty had worn off. Country life was boring. She wanted to be back in the big city - indoor swimming pools, waterslides and cable tv!

Every day that seemingly had another delay to our departure date or addition to the itinerary was another disappointment.

Heading Home

We overnighted by the lake and then returned to Stockholm, making a petrol stop at the

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Dragon's Gate. A very unusual "motorway stop".

This is a Chinese-built, Chinese-run restaurant and museum.

We stopped there late so didn't see the museum - but it apparently has 200 life-size terracotta warriors. Not bad for a motorway stop!

Maybe next time we'll have a closer look...

Beaver search

2009-08-24T23:40:00.001+02:00

The last night at the stuga Alice and I went out to try and see the local beaver.

It was approaching 8pm - perfect time for beaver watching - sun is on the way down but still plenty of visibility, quiet on the water and this is idle for beavers - they can get out and do their thing without disturbance.

Preparations

A fleece, life jacket, hat and binoculars for Alice - so she looked the part for an adventure. A hat and binoculars for me and we were ready. Just collect the oars and off to launch the canoe.

Canoe

The canoe was parked on the hillside and so launch was fairly easy - just point downhill and let slowly into the water.

As it entered the water I noticed a bit of water coming in at the front. The canoe wasn't ideal for Alice and myself - slightly unruly and not easy to distribute the weight well - launching into a cross-wind didn't help. Hmm, maybe I should have put on a life jacket as well.

The Search

Alice "helped" with the paddling - which sometimes seemed like we were counter-acting each other. After 5-10 minutes paddling we were about 50 metres from the beaver's lodge. All stop.

Then we saw it - head out of the water, doing a breast stroke - or whatever the beaver-equivalent is. We paddled gently and drifted nearer to get a better look.

"Quiet" Observation

Time for binoculars. Alice's pair were by her feet under the seat. It wasn't easy for her to get them - being trussed-up like a turkey in her life jacket.

The combination of her trying to get the binoculars, rocking the canoe, us turning into a cross-wind, me trying to steady the canoe and stop us tipping over meant that the beaver was gone.

The whispering at the top of our voices probably didn't help either!

It had had enough of our laurel-n-hardy attempts at nature watching and swam off - probably to somewhere quieter! Alice saw it splash its tail as it went. Obviously in disgust!

We circled around and drifted further out but the beaver didn't reappear. Time to head home.

At least we got back dry!

"There's your pram!"

2009-08-13T01:00:00.001+02:00

A couple of weeks ago we had an outing to Döda Fallet (the dead falls) to see an outdoor performance of children's tales.

The performance (from a local am-dram group) included several classic tales as well as some new ones:

Little Red Riding Hood, Goldilocks, The Three Little Pigs, The Boy and the Trolls, The Gruffalo (pictured), Gnällmåns and The Gruffalo's Child.

Döda fallet

The döda fallet is a site of natural wonder but also has an open-air theatre, with a unique feature in Sweden that we were to discover later....

It was about a 90 minute drive by some of the smaller roads in the area - rain and drizzle all the way - not boding well for an open-air performance. But, by the time we got there most of the rain had blown over and the sun was creeping out.

A bite to eat then off to find where to sit. We had Emily in a pram when we got to the seating platform. So we parked the pram next to the platform and then walked up the stairs to look for some seats - a lot of people were there.

Small World

Part way up we spotted Marlon, a nursery friend of Alice, up near the back. We made our way there - Alice now leading the way - surprised to meet him in the middle of "nowhere", 560km from their nursery!

We sat by Marlon (and his grandparents) and so they were both happy.

Scene Re-Arrangement

A few minutes before the start someone came along and moved the pram. From the base of the platform to behind a prop of a castle. Strange? Were they short of a prop for the tale????

Then we were off. The narrator came on and the performance started. Off to the first tale - literally! The whole seating platform revolved to the first stage scene. Yes, it was the only revolving auditorium in Sweden. That explained the pram being moved!

Marlon

Marlon, like Alice, is a bit of a character.

The piece of stage scene didn't hide the pram completely (pictured) - or it had been moved so that the actors could move behind it. But now the pram was part of the performance.

Whenever we revolved to the scene where the pram was Marlon would shout out, "There's your pram!" Again and again.

At the interval we wondered about moving the pram, but no - it was now part of the scenery!

Journey Back

We took a different route for the journey back, driving along the Indalsälven - just like driving through the Alps!

Birthday preparations... T-minus 5 months!

2009-08-06T04:30:00.000+02:00

After returning from Gotland Alice started her birthday preparartions. Only 5 months to go (at the time)!

She started telling us (in detail) about the preparations.

Cards

Alice is going to start making the invites for everyone - to be ready in time.

Presents

Presents are to be given to her in bed. She wants to be woken up by everyone singing "happy birthday". Then there is to be a single-file of people to give the presents. Mum and dad to organise crowd control.

Cake

Cake in bed.

Tickets

The cards/tickets that Alice will make are to be presented to Mum & Dad. Mum & Dad will have buckets to collect all the tickets.

The attention to detail is great. We better get cracking with the preparations...

June-July Developments

2009-08-05T04:30:00.001+02:00

Emily passed the 17 month mark a couple of weeks ago and it's a good time to look at what's new.

Imitation

Her imitation skills have developed.

She has a witches cackle now - courtesy of Alice. I'm not sure where this laugh originated for Alice but Emily is now doing it.

She occasionally imitates other types of laugh and sources of exasperation (courtesy of big sister.)

Clothing

Nappies. Recently when she's filled a nappy she has started taking them off. This leads to a couple of interesting situations - usually one parent holding her at arms length and shouting for help.

She is very good at putting the right shoe on each foot without help - but also has a very good knack of losing/hiding one of the shoes - so this skill can't always be demonstrated.

Speech/Communication

She can almost say Alice - although it sometimes sounds similar to "alla" or "lala".

"Bajs" & "All gone" are slipping into the vernacular. If she doesn't say "all gone" she usually just stands up in her chair with a "Come and get me, I've finished eating" look.

Nodding & Head-Shaking

Sometimes this is uncannily in-synch with the conversation - usually the right response to the question - "do you want some ...?", " do you want anymore?", "have you finished?" etc, etc.

Although the other day when I gave her a choice between two things to eat she nodded at both - but then sometimes she does have a good apetite!

Life by the lake

2009-07-24T00:40:00.004+02:00

At this stage of the holiday we've uprooted to the cottage by the lake.

This means a very laid back and sedate life. Maybe sometimes too sedate for Alice. She wants action - which is normally ok - but we've had a lot of rain the last few days and this has limited the opportunities.

"I saw the opportunity and I took it.."

Alice is an opportunist. She has taken to visiting the neighbours. "Off to visit Hasse" as she runs out of the door. On the last occasion this was to go and help wash down a new flag pole.

Talking to the neighbours has been initiated by Alice from which we've learnt about the number of beavers in the lake (16 between ours and the neighbouring lake - maybe justifying it as the local town's symbol), a wolf spotting and being invited to share a raft in boat bingo around the

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lake.

This was a lot more beavers than we have seen. There is a beaver dam just a few hundred yards from us so we'll have to explore again when the weather improves.

During a recent visit to the neighbours a bowl of sweets came out. Alice, alert as ever, asked if she could take it home and bring it back when it was empty!

Rain

There has been one dry/sunny day in the last week - so that was the only day for bathing in the lake. With the current rain continuing, Alice is understandably wanting to go and visit someone whenever it's raining.

The newly-built sandpit has not had any visitors - no one wants to be sitting out in a rainy sandpit...

So, fingers crossed for better weather.

Helping the neighbours

In the meantime the neighbours are going to get a lot of attention from Alice. This evening Alice made a date to help with the flagpole tomorrow.

"I'll come across as soon as I wake up and get dressed," was her assurance.

"Not too early! We have to have breakfast and read the paper first."

As she's leaving she confides, "I'll come alone." I.e. I'll leave the family behind so they won't get in the way. Not bad for a 4 year old!

Kids parties and big slides

2009-07-19T11:20:00.000+02:00

The other week Alice had a birthday party to attend. It was at an indoor adventure playground. A great event that all the kids loved.

It was a hot day so everyone was dressed in shorts and sandals. Well there was one part of the adventure playground that the kids were not trying on their own. The vertical drop slide - well they were 4 year old. So, the parents were being coaxed into action to go down the slide with the kids.

Mum wasn't having any of it, so I was volunteered. I thought yep why not - I hadn't done one before...

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When we were at the top I could see why a 4 year old might be reluctant to throw themselves over the edge - this is part of their education in the past 4 years - don't cross roads without an adult, don't jump into deep water without an adult nearby - and now - it was quite natural to not throw yourself down a vertical slide without an adult!

Ouch!

I sat at the top with Alice on my lap, we did a count to 3 and off we went. The momentary free-fall (maybe I pushed off too hard) was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking. Then contact with the slide. All good so far.

But, there were 3 points of contact on the slide - bum and 2 heels. Bare heels! Normally that wouldn't be so bad, but I had the weight of Alice to support - no amount of only-bum-balancing was going to work. Arrghhhhh...

Alice loved the slide - appropriate scream was attached - I could've let one out but for different reasons.

At the bottom I had 2 very warm heels. On closer inspection they were also very shiny and painful to walk on.

Then I looked at the other parents that had been down the slide - I could tell the ones that must've done it before - yes, they had socks on!

Tender

Later in the week we went to a swimming baths which had a couple of water slides, one tame and one faster.

Well the tame one was OK for us to go down together - this meant we went at reduced speed, although we did get stuck in some troughs. After a few goes of this - where we had to get by by bum-shuffling and pulling with the ankles - I noticed a few under-used muscles in my legs!

Not so bad, but to have a little rest we tried the bigger, faster slide - Alice was eager and it would give those newly discovered muscles a rest.

It was big and fast and good fun - almost. My tender heels hadn't quite recovered and no amount of water cushioning was going to help when I was supporting Alice on my lap.

Well, they would probably object to someone on the water slide with woolly socks!

"I'm looking at the big mouse."

2009-07-16T08:00:00.001+02:00

Kids are small. They don't have perspective sorted out.

Recently when we visited Kolmården, a wild-life park, we were looking at all sorts of animals. Alice got to ride on a camel, see a dolphin show, do a bungy-trampoline thing and go on a rollercoaster. There were plenty of memorable incidents, but one that comes to mind was soon after riding the camel.

Alice was away at a compound looking on intently. I approached and asked what she was looking at. "I'm looking at the big mouse."

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Yes, this was the sort of mouse that you'd struggle lifting up with both arms. It was a capybara...

Hopefully, perspective develops a bit - otherwise I'm very scared about the types of cats and dogs she wants as a pet!

Worried about blighty...

2009-07-03T01:48:00.003+02:00

We're preparing for a trip over to the UK.

Alice is very excited about this, but she has some worries. In the last couple of days she's asked some telling questions:-

- Do they have sweets in England?

Try to ration this to Saturdays.

- Do they have ice cream in England?

Usually rationed to Fridays/weekends/holidays.

- Can you bathe there?

Just about every day at the minute.

A nice reflection on her priorities.

Midsummer

2009-06-29T00:07:00.001+02:00

Last weekend we were away in the country for midsummer. We squeezed in most of the traditions - collection of midsummer flowers, midsummer celebration and biting insects!

Bath-time

Emily is getting more used to water games. She was dying to get into the lake, cold as it was - of course, she got her way. So we set up a little water for her on the grass closer to the house - a bath tub filled with lukewarm water.

Her hands were straight in there for a bit of splashing. Quickly followed by the rest of her - fully clothed. She was happy to sit there - in the sunshine fully clothed.

It's amazing how much water nappies absorb - when it came off it had grown to 5 times the size and weighed quite an amount!

Mozzies

It wasn't too bad for biting insects. Emily got a couple of bites without any big reaction. Alice got a few around the midriff which started swelling and we tackled with balsam.

I had a couple - one on the arm that swelled up giving me a new temporary muscle. Then one on the bum - a mozzie had hidden in the toilet - again a swelled-up reaction...

I seem to react the worst to mosquito, horse fly and gnat bites in the family (it gets

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me quite irritated too - another strong reaction.)

There is a suggestion that I'm comparable with the fete of the Iceland horse. -->

The Iceland horses that are brought to Sweden suffer badly from the climate (too warm?) But the ones that are born here do much better. So maybe that's why I'm the odd one out in the family.

My bites were near the elbow and the bum. So I guess I now know the difference between the 2 after all these year ;-)

Swellings have faided now, but I have a sense of solidarity with the Iceland horse...

16m developments

2009-06-24T01:00:00.000+02:00

Emily has just passed the 16 month old mark. Now's a good time to jot down a few notes on her latest "learnings".

Leading

In the last couple of weeks she's started taking me to where I'm needed - coming up and grabbing my little finger or trouser leg and pulling me in the direction I'm needed. It's usually to read a book.

Language

The current vocabulary consists of "Hello" (used in an echo manner - to check for response), "Mamma", "Pappa", "Nej" (used in disagreement - when she doesn't want to do something), "Quack Quack" (used for a variety of animals - but mainly ducks/birds) and "Cuckliecoo/cock-a-doodle-doo" (used with cockerels and also in a form of "geronimo - here goes!").

Humour/Burping/Growling

She's just started doing something to get a humourous response. It started with her laughing at burping - something Alice is good at - a few weeks ago. But now she imitates it herself - but in a pre-meditated audience capture. She'll call out 'pappa' and when I look around she'll do a half-burp/half-growl - which brings a laugh from me (if only because it's so pre-meditated.) The laughing triggers a bit of repetition...

So, to me it's fascinating how she's now 'performing' for laughs...

Shadows

Monday was a very sunny day. During a pre-lunch walk she discovered her shadow. She started following it for a bit then stopped. She did a 180 to see who was behind - no one. Then she glanced back over her shoulder - the shadow was now behind her - it hadn't changed direction. About turn, and carry on following...

Flowers for Mamma, Pappa & Emily

2009-06-17T17:30:00.001+02:00

Yesterday was another day at home for Alice. She had a sore throat and there was no need for me to send her to nursery.

Vetoed

I did have big plans about going off to an electronics store looking for a DVD player, but that got vetoed. Alice wanted to go play in a park. If Emily could speak in sentences she would no doubt agree. Fair enough, park it is.

Lunch

But now the morning preparations had dragged on so we decided to start off with lunch. Off to MacD's for some lunch including ice cream - yeah, my browny points are rising! Even though Emily didn't eat so much she still managed to do a little bit of artwork with the food - I anticipated this and covered her and the surrounding area in plastic bibs...

Park

After lunch we headed off to a park - one that we don't visit so often. We had a good couple of hours there - it took a while to get there as Emily was keen to walk and explore on the way.

The park - called "The Big Boat Park" by the kids - has a big range of different equipment - swings, slides, climbing frames, plank-walks and sandpits for both the younger and older children. Alice took the opportunity to rest (we'd been telling her she needed to rest to get better) on a lie-down swing - happily sitting there eating an apple for 20 minutes.

On the way back Alice picked some flowers - for mamma, pappa and a little one for Emily.

At this time of year, midsummer, picking flowers is something everyone does - whether it's for the majstång, some other midsummer ritual or just decoration.

Emily saw them and wanted to have a look. We know that Emily's investigations of flowers can be a little destructive (and Alice knows this too), so Alice was reluctant.

However, Alice didn't want to carry them the whole way home so they got put into the pram - in the carriage under the seat. Well, Emily obviously didn't forget about them and leaned over. It was too late before I saw that she'd got them.

I suppose there's something about having what you're not allowed to have...

There was no point trying to get them back without starting a struggle and risking some sort of fall out between sisters...

The rest of the journey home was spent with me trying to shade Emily from Alice - so Alice didn't what she had - a couple of slowly dismembered flowers. I managed to get rid of the discarded petals without being seen.

When all evidence was disposed of I lifted the pram hood back to usual height - there was Emily with pollen on her cheeks...

Plums and Locks of Hair

2009-06-16T05:59:00.000+02:00

Plums

Today Alice was at home, so we had a long breakfast. Part of it being fruit - and plums in particular. Both her and Emily had had one for breakf

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ast and Alice took another.

Breakfast TV is quite absorbing for Alice. Sometimes she can almost go into a trance watching it, not really paying attention to what's happening around or being said.

Well, I think this must've been the case...

Then came the news. The plum stone had been swallowed. Oops. Trying to hide slightly shocked looks we asked if it went down whole or in bits. Whole.

Well they weren't huge plums, but I guess we'll have to listen out for any screams from the bathroom over the next day or so...

Later in the day when we were eating plums again Alice asked for them halved and de-stoned!

Hair

In the afternoon whilst I was preparing tea, Alice and Emily were playing together in Alice's room. Then in comes Alice - both hands behind her back - wanting me to open the door to for the rubbish bin. I do so and out comes a hand with a clump of hair in it.

Me: "Where did that come from?"
Alice: "I found it on the floor."

I see the other hand holding a pair of scissors! Then in comes Emily. Yes, of course I'm getting suspicious.

I began secretly examining both Alice's and Emily's hair for any patches missing. Emily's looked a bit strange in one area - but it could also be food she's rubbed in there from a previous snack!

Well, Alice was probably telling the truth - that she found in on the floor - but whether it was a result of discovery or haircutting I can't tell...

Raindrops keep falling...

2009-06-12T05:30:00.003+02:00

Pram trouble

It was sunny the other day - after a week of torrential rain. Getting ready to go out. I was having a bit of trouble arranging the cover of the pram. It wasn't moving properly. On closer inspection there was a big bow/dent in the metal frame.

I went through a few seconds of internal chuntering about who'd done this and when. I could think of when Alice might've been sat on it... I straightened it out as best I could then we set off. After dropping Alice off at nursery it came to me...

The previous week had been very rainy. Glorious sunshine on the Monday followed by incessant rain every day afterwards. On of those weeks when I discover my waterproof jacket needs re-waterproofing!

Disappearing Pram

Emily was eager to get out into the rain - she had her rain gear on so why not?

Image by Marj Joly via Flickr

Some different bits of wildlife come into show when it's raining.

She was inspecting big juicy slugs. She's still at the age where taste is a big part of the inspection routine, so I was having to keep a close eye on the poor slug.

In the course of a cross-path detour to inspect something Emily fell over - almost theatrically. I could hear from the cry that it hurt so rushed over.

After a little while everything was ok and we could carry on. But wait! The pram was gone and no where to be seen. Ooops. We were, of course, on a slope - quite a steep one!

A bit down the slope I caught sight of it - off through the undergrowth and planted against a tree. It looks like it came down at quite a pace, continuing off-road for a bit - in a pleasingly straight line - wheels in good balance. A bit of a bruise on the tree and the bent hood frame on the pram.

Lesson learnt: Always apply the brake on a slope!

At the bottom of the slope we continued our exploring...

Emily discovers puddles!

Yes, another puddle that couldn't escape investigation.

It was on one of these days that Emily was out exploring in her rain gear - inherited from Alice. Slightly big and with new wellingtons that are maybe a touch on the large side. So, walking can be tricky...

Well the investigation of puddles started tenatively. A few delicate steps into the puddle - ah, you can stand in these things! A few more steps and out the other side. Turnaround and let's do that again...

This went on for a few goes until she was taking run-ups at the puddles! After a bit of this the slighty-oversized wellingtons decided to join in the fun - splash! Yes, I had a prostrate daughter in a puddle with a dislodged welly - and she wasn't happy about it.

Dad to rescue - Emily suitably tired, wet and happy.

Charlie bit me!

2009-06-08T07:00:00.001+02:00

New tooth time!

Emily has a new tooth (molar) coming through - one on each side at the bottom now. We get to know about new teeth in a couple of different ways.

Catch a glimpse of one when Emily is laughing.
Feel something different as she is gnawing on your arm, finger or leg (obviously wanting to try it out!)

Well, mum had seen a new one. So that's how I knew even if I hadn't seen it.

I was sat with Alice and Emily and we'd been joking about teeth which reminded me of the new tooth. I wanted to have a look.

In went a finger. Emily was game, giving it a gentle playful nibble. But when it had been there a bit more than she wanted I got a harder nip. Ouch! And we all laughed about it.

Well, then Alice wanted to feel the new tooth. In went the finger and she too got a little nip. But kids like to (or need to) repeat things. So Alice did the same thing a couple of more times.

Emily enjoyed the game, but had obviously got bored or just wanted to take it to a new level - transforming into mini-rottweiler. Holding on and bring tears to Alice.

End of game.

I couldn't help being reminded about the famous video of the similar playful game - here!

Falling off the tightrope...

2009-06-07T16:27:00.008+02:00

Haircut time again. I knew this as I'd been reminded that I needed a haircut. "Do I?" Well, Alice needs one so can you go and have one and take her as well...

Buoyed-up by my previous success, I thought "no problemo". So onto the bike we hopped and set off into town. We made a detour to vote at the euro elections and then found a steep hill we could cycle down - as Alice likes the speed!

When we got to the hairdressers they were closed :-(

As Alice wanted the loo we popped over the road into a shopping centre. There we also found a very good children's clothes shop - where we picked out a few things and Alice tried them on - in a changing room with 2 draw-round curtains that didn't meet in the middle!

Anyway, we were both happy with the result but Alice still wanted to get her hair cut.

So, off we went to see if they had just been shut for lunch. Result! They were open. I went first then followed by Alice. I gave the instructions that it just needed a small trim all over - we agreed on 1cm - and off the fellow set to work.

All happy with the result, off we went to meet mum and Emily.

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Mum wasn't happy - so I took a closer look and true enough the hairstyle reminded me of the picture to the right.

Oh dear.

Later Alice started to feel it was a bit shorter than she wanted.

Oh dear. Looks like I fell off the tightrope this time...

Chickenpox time!

2009-06-02T01:28:00.000+02:00

Couple of weeks ago. After nearly two weeks of waiting it arrived. First we noticed the outbreak on Emily, then Alice.

We stocked up on films, ice cream and all types of anti-itching lotions for the duration.

I was under orders from Alice that there's to be no tickling until she's better...

Many different lotions were tried (some quackier than others - potato flour?)

The actual week and a bit of illness was a tough one for all - but especially for the kids.

Alice got it pretty bad - and suffered from a couple of days of high fever. On her return to nursery the teachers said she was the worst case they'd seen in all their years...

Well, at least that illness is out of the way now and luckily they both got it at the same time.

I'm still under tickling quarantine though...

Multi-tasking breakdown!

2009-05-30T02:00:00.001+02:00

I thought I could multi-task but kids have a way of sometimes breaking down those assumptions...

Take a look at these two photos. Let's call them exhibit A and B - on the left and right respectively.

Exhibit A is a bottle of shower gel and a some moisturising lotion. Exhibit B is a Pippi Lånstrump (Longstocking) doll.

Yesterday was like any other school day around breakfast - trying to fit in the odd chore whilst ensuring all are getting fed, dressed and generally being happy. So, when Alice and Emily settled down to watch a little children's TV I decided to nip in for a quick shower.

Just after getting into the shower Emily comes into the bathroom to check what's going on. She has the doll, holding it out and gesturing. This is a request/demand. It means she wants a song. So I give a couple of verses of pippi långstrump whilst getting the shower gel.

Multi-tasking breakdown!

After giving the song a couple of times Emily wants more. But then I realise that I'm not getting the usual soapy lather from the shower gel -> Exhibit A. Yes, of course I've somehow picked up the moisturising lotion during the singing and rubbed copious amounts into my hair!

This reminds me of a story when I was supposed to give Alice a bath before they were having their photo taken at nursery. For one reason or another the shampoo got missed and the hair washing was done with the bath water - which contained baby oil. So the photos that year were with lank and greasy hair. Good photos, although I was taken off pre-photo bathtime duty the year after!

So then I was trying to wash the moisturising lotion out of my hair. Emily had grown impatient with the pause... I caught her with the toilet lid open and Pippi about to be dropped into the bowl - I don't know if this was a threat or just some opportunist behaviour. My semi-shriek saved the day and I continued the singing whilst trying to get the moisturiser out of my hair.

Multi-tasker again!

Who lives in a house like this?

2009-05-26T16:36:00.010+02:00

Just a regular everyday morning. We're all having a breakfast of turkish yoghurt, walnuts and honey. All enjoying it - especially Emily who has decided that it must some sort of combined face cream and hair mousse - you get the picture....

Then I get a phone call - "look out of the window at Globen." Globen is our local spherical building - doesn't everyone have one? Well I take a look, then call for Alice to check it out.

Something different, but I can't quite work out what.

Let's take a closer look....

Ah yes, the neighbours have left all their windows shut. Their cat won't be able to get back in....

Now breakfast is finished and Emily has finshed her facial and hair treatment. Just another regular day.

Title of the post? That was a bit of Lloyd Grossman nostalgia....

Dummies for the kittens...

2009-05-18T04:00:00.000+02:00

Traditions are good to keep going. The other weekend we made our first trip of the year to Skansen. There were two reasons, (1) to give Alice's old dummies to the new baby animals and (2) to see the new baby bears.

Limbering up

One of the rituals about visiting Skansen is that Alice enjoys warming up on the climbing frame. This is about 14ft/4.5m tall and she gets up to the top without any trouble.

That's progress. It was only just over 1 year ago that she climbed this and got stuck near the top. Well it was down to me to go up and fetch her - a bit tricky higher up as it's only designed for children.

Emily is following in Alice's footsteps so I'm just wondering how long before I need to fetch her.

Dummies

There's a small children's zoo in Skansen - this has kittens, rabbits, chicken, kid goats and guinea pigs. Some can be petted. Well, there's a tradition of handing over dummies to the newborn animals.

It's partly a transition for kids - they've done with their dummies and now they're handing them over to the animals that might need them.

Quite a good idea and a talking point for children to discuss when they want to stop using them.

Alice made a present, tied up with a ribbon, for the kittens.

The package was placed in the wishing well - with the hundreds of other dummies.

Alice hasn't used a dummy in a long time, but then we haven't been to Skansen in a long time either.

Animals

It was a glorious day. The seals were a favorite, the new born brown bears (out of hibernation in the last month) looked very cuddly, the moose looked lethargic and the bison huge and hairy. All very photogenic.

However, the animal that got the most interaction from Alice was a squirrel.

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Near the bear enclosure a semi-tame red squirrel came by to look at the people. Alice offered her hand and it came up to her for a sniff, retreating when there was no food on show.

This was interpretted as a game of tag. The transition from semi-tame, semi-calm to semi-scared-witless squirrel was very quick.

It was a close thing but it did manage to get away in the end!

"Miss Dad" for the day...

2009-05-15T04:30:00.001+02:00

Another step into the unknown.

Thursday was the local area nursery day when all the nurseries in the area had a "hat parade" to a local field and a show was put on for all. I was invited (as an "at home" parent) to help keep an eye on the kids - maybe to spot any runaways.

I was happy to go along and get involved - especially as it didn't expect much from me! It was suggested that Alice would have to call me "Fröken Pappa" (Miss Dad) for the day...

The hat parade took us in a snaking slow march to the field where several other nurseries were assembled to see a 2-man band perform a 45minute show. 36 kids from Alice's nursery plus all the other nurseries added up to a lot of children.

Bubbles

The performers had a bubble machine - this was appreciated by the kids. They had a burst at the start of the show. No problems sending a load of bubbles over a crowd of kids when they weren't "warmed up".

The show got the kids more active in all sorts of different action songs. Towards the end of the show they were very "warmed up" and maybe on the limits of their attention spans.

Then off goes the bubble machine again.

Off go quite a lot of 4, 5 and 6 year-olds - in several directions - trying to catch the bubbles.

It was like a scene from "The Great Escape" where the prisoners are going in all directions to evade capture.

In the case of the kids it was more innocent - the wind was swirling the bubbles every which way - into the trees, across fields and into the distance. Lots of frantic shouting from various teachers - children aren't so responsive when their attention span has been stretched.

I could almost hear the cursing under the breath "who's stupid idea was it to set off the bubble machine now..."

I did my bit - keeping track of the different directions in which the kids were disappearing - rugby tackles from me were not needed....

Inflation, Economics and the road to Superdad

2009-05-13T04:00:00.000+02:00

Inflation

"I'm a celebrity get me out of here....." Well not quite, more like "I've come home with three kids, what do I do?" This was the scenario the other day - Alice's best friend came home with us.

I had semi-mentally prepared for this - how to do a Kofi Annan when hostilities breaks out, keep them ineterested, fed, happy and alive...

I know that to kids in the 4yr+ bracket it's a bit of a status symbol to bring someone home or go home with someone. Alice had wanted this for a while but it hadn't quite fitted (bad timing and lots of illness) - until now!

So, we were on the way home, the phone call had been made to mum not to be late - in case things turned ugly...

Economics for Kids

It's all about supply and demand. My job (in their eyes) is to supply what they demand. First request: "Can we jump on the bed with Emily" - I had to turn this one down and it probably leads to Emily being bounced off the bed....

For most of the time they were fairly self-sufficient and more inventive than I could've been - putting on makeup to become prowling tigers - with blue stripes! Being prey to the tigers was a given demand.

The food/dinnertime wasn't so stunning - there was more time spent over who sits where than acutal eating. This discussion was done during an interupted dressing-up session - one was complete with ballgown, high heels and sparkly earrings and the other in just underwear.

The food wasn't so interesting - maybe due to a dodgy food combination (later post.) They wanted desert...

Superdad & Opinion Polls

We all have to have the odd trick up the sleeve. The type that's dished out now and again - either to keep the voters (children) happy, keeping the approval rating up, in times of emergency (the break glass in case of...) or the occasional arm-twister.

Yes, there'd be a smoothie if the food went down.

This didn't get the expected resonse from friend that I was used to - even Emily was getting excited at the sight of the blender. "What was in it?" After explaining the contents: yoghurt, banana, raspberry and blueberry - and with Alice chipping in that's it's almost like ice cream - still a glum face.

Mmm, what was it? "I don't like blueberries...", "Ok, then no blueberries". Easier said than done - as the berries were frozen and mixed together. Oh well, this dad was going to have to work for his ratings! After painstakingly separating frozen berries and extracting one type for the blender, the smoothies were made and presented. Of course, the went down like a treat.

The Show

When Alice and friend are together the visit is always rounded off with a bit of circus performance. Today was no exception - bring on the lion tamer to tame the rabbits...

So, I escaped the first "follow-home" without too much physical or psychological damage - a few steps outside the comfort zone always makes things more interesting!

Double decker tripping

2009-05-11T03:30:00.000+02:00

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Transport Paella

A couple of weeks ago we had a full day out - drama school, lunch, ferry, museum, shopping and restaurant.

The museum was the spårvägmuseet (Transport and Toy Museum.) Everyone in the family had been here before - except me - it was a first for me.

Hot sunny day outside; cool and quiet inside. Very nice for a break (fika.) But first I had a go on the miniture railway - actually a miniture tunnelbana (underground) - with Alice. As the place was so empty we had the trip to ourselves.

Alice had been on the thing many times and so I got a running commentary from Alice on what to see and look out for. "Oh, there's a man that's fallen onto the tracks..."

The really interesting part though was after coming out of the museum. We were comtemplating how to get to a different part of Södermalm - which bus to get and when - when up pulled an old bus (maybe not so surprising outside a tram & bus museum.) Well, let's ask the driver if he knows the best way to Slussen.

Hey presto, he was going there.

The only problem was this was a bus from the 60's and we had a modern pram that was designed for modern buses (or vice-versa). So we crammed the pram between the gangway after the back door - blocking off access to the back of the bus (luckily no-one was there) - and upstairs we went. Even better it was free.

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What's so special about a double-decker bus?

Well, they haven't run in Stockholm since 1976 - so it's a very odd sight - so for a bus to pull up just as we come out of the museum and to be heading to our destination was a bit of luck.

For me it was a bit nostalgic as it was just like the buses I remember from the 70's - before they got modern...

We sat upstairs at the back window (the front upstairs seats were occupied) and waved at passers-by (who were waving back at this unusual sight - both the bus and enthusiastic wavers!)

For the bus-nerds in the audience it was a Leyland Atlantean from 1967....

Favourite Toy

The toy part of the museum was filled with very old toys - old dolls houses, teddy bears, train sets, tin soldiers etc.

Alice's favourite toy in the museum was a Nintendo - probably because it was the only one that was touchable!

Emily's favourite toy was a crayon - probably because she could eat it!

Wakey, wakey! (part 4)

2009-05-08T06:30:00.002+02:00

Sometimes getting Alice out of bed is a real struggle. The other day Emily stepped in to help out...

Emily climbs onto Alice's bed - no mean achievement climbing onto a full-size bed.

First she begins with a bit of gentle trampling... No response.

Emily then limbers up with her WWF manoeuvres - this seems like fun (for Emily) - moving round the bed stumbling over legs and body. No real response.

The bookshelf above the bed now looks interesting. Assorted books start coming down onto the bed. Finally she finds something she'd like to look at more closely - a toy make-up set. But then back to the task in hand...

The exercise is finished by sitting on Alice's head. It's the full-nappy effect again. Alice is up and awake, if a little bit grumpy...

Have a nice weekend!

Crocodile Taming on the Chickenpox Run

2009-05-07T06:30:00.003+02:00

For the last 3 weeks there has been chickenpox going around at dagis. One by one (sometimes in batches of 3 or 4) Alice's classmates have fallen victim.

We haven't been worried about her getting it - as I'm currently at home we don't have to make special working arrangements, and she'd probably get it more leniently at this age (even better if Emily got it at the same time!)

So, when we found out that one of Alice's best friends had got chickenpox we were round there like a flash. The instructions were clear: "Do as much hugging as you like and be generally infectious and infectable..."

We're currently awaiting the results.

Circus Act

Well Alice and friend are no stangers to play-acting, dressing-up and generally performing in one way or another. Whilst they were together, trying to be infectious they put on a circus routine.

It began in the usual manner, "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome...". Then we were treated to various animals in a lion-tamer act (apart from lion) - there was crocodile, tiger, seal and shark taming.

Occasional intervention from the ring-master was required to save the audience....

Alice managed to show her mischievous side again. Whilst outside she wanted to help hosing down some garden furniture. Well, sometimes you have to learn by experience - and when the hose was handed over to Alice the people in the firing line were the ones without the necessary experience - and got a "little wet". "Ooops!"

I, having seen this before, was at a safe distance!

Hurt feelings of the un-hugged child?

2009-05-06T05:30:00.000+02:00

Amateur psycho-analysis on 4 yr olds doesn't work!

What happens when you break a promise? No matter how innocently done - even if you didn't make the promise - it was made on your behalf by your daughter?

Does that count that you broke a promise you didn't make? Of course it does!

Alice's friend didn't get a hug on Friday (see "You can hug my dad on Friday"). It wasn't my fault - but I don't think that will stand up in child court guv...

This was complicated by the fact that a different friend of Alice gave me a hug the week after whilst I was saying goodbye to Alice. Freaked-out! What if the first friend saw that?

I had this foreboding that once either Alice, friend or both remember this then one of several things will happen.

They'll laugh it off and say I'm "snurrig i huvudet" ("messed-up in the head"),
They'll think I'm mean, or
Things move on and it's not relevant anymore.

Well, for a combination of reasons I didn't see the first friend for most of the following week - bad timing and chickenpox (see later post). By then, I was obviously the only one remembering this....

All this analysis... I felt bad because the friend's dad wasn't around - he was "away with the elephants" - hence the reason for wanting the hug.

Conclusion: Don't over-analyse - at this age it's nearly always option (1) or (3)!

Goodbye April Fool, Hello May Twit

2009-05-05T05:00:00.000+02:00

The April fool is gone, welcome the May twit!

We've had a month of Alice's April fool gags (There's an elephant behind you!) - accompanied by the appropriate rhyme ("April, April, din dumma sil, jag kan lura dig vart jag vill" - "April fool, I can fool you as I like").

This marks an interesting development - recognizing when your leg's being pulled (I get the comment, "pappa, you're joking aren't you?" - usually in response to some exaggerated statement or even some nonsense said with a straight face) and also trying it out yourself.

I think it also demonstrates imagination and inventiveness, maybe sometimes bordering on the bizarre.

Now we're into May. No more April fools rhyme. Or???

No, now a new one starts - "Maj, Maj, Måne, Jag kan lura dig till Skåne" - back to that obsession with Skåne! This is really just an alternative to the first rhyme (again only meant for 1st April) - but it looks like this is the May verse now.

I don't think there are any rhymes with June in them...

Storage solutions of the friendly little poltergeist!

2009-05-04T05:00:00.000+02:00

The friendly little poltergeist?

Yes, we have the activity constantly going on around the home.

Objects move, contents of boxes are emptied, empty boxes are filled, clothing ends up on the floor, keys go missing and underwear disappears...

This is Emily at work - and she gets very busy with it too! An all-day activity.

A lot of effort goes into this - there is always something to move, whether it's taking a book from a table and placing it in a different room. It might be a sock going walkabout or even a shoe - but never a pair!

This isn't normally a problem - except for when it's needed - usually in a rush before going out!

After some experience I'm now beginning to see things from Emily's perspective.

If my keys go missing I'll now check the contents of the shoes in the hallway.

If a pair of Alice's underwear goes walkabout then I'll check the toilet bowl - probably still there as Emily can't flush the toilet yet!

Tightrope walking at the hairdressers (without a safety net!)

2009-05-02T06:15:00.001+02:00

Neanderthal man and the missing link. I needed a haircut.

It's quite difficult to get a haircut these days when looking after Emily - she's not likely to stay still whilst I'm in the chair and timing my haircut with her sleeping is tricky. So, it has to be a weekend - this makes things only marginally easier - fitting in with Alice's drama class and sweet shopping.

Well, two Sundays ago all the balls fell into place, the planets lined up and there was even the odd 4-leaf clover to be had. Yes, there was a bit of free time for me to get away and have the barnet sorted - a quick trip to my Jordanian hairdresser (hence being open on a Sunday) - especially if I took Alice with me.

Alice was keen to follow along and even have a haircut too. This was a slight complication!

Her last visit to a hairdresser had been nearly a year ago. What was supposed to be a trim turned out to be a WWII German helmet. Not possible to do pig/pony tails. Not a happy bunny.

So, I was under a bit of pressure.... Don't mess it up and don't bring her home in tears! This was going to be a bit of tightrope walking - without a safety net!

When we got there the place was empty and he was talking on the phone. He waved us to sit down.

Alice being observant and curious listened carefully to him on the phone. "Is he speaking Skånska?", "No", "Is it English?", "No", "But it's not Swedish!", "No I think it's Arabic."

I like my hairdresser. We're both immigrants (pseudo-underdogs), we speak Swedish to each other - even though we both speak English better than Swedish. However, there was the problem of avoiding the German helmet!

With the aid of some verbal gymnastics and several hand gestures the requirements were communicated - important that she can still have a pony tail!

Alice kept perfectly still in the chair - aided by sweets from the hairdresser, a Disney smock and maybe a bit of praying from me.

After 10 minutes of careful attention the work was over. The pony tail ability was demonstrated. Alice had a very good frisör (acceptable to Alice and mum!) and I avoid the doghouse - everyone a winner...

Alice was oblivious to my concerns and only had two things in mind afterwards...

She was very conscious of the hairdo when we were cycling home - and messing about with the helmets - "ooh, mind my frisör" was heard a couple of times!
"We got sweets! Can we have some more?"

Swine flu -> web2.0

2009-05-01T21:52:00.002+02:00

Inetersting that the swine flu has a wiki, forum and twitter page already.

First case in Denmark today...

Wakey, wakey! (part 3)

2009-05-01T06:30:00.002+02:00

19th century gun-boat diplomacy springs to mind!

Yesterday morning Emily had got up with mum anf after a while she started to do the rounds.

She started with the usual pleasantries (the first diplomatic exchange) - a bit of murmuring and gurgling - the usual "good morning" and "it's time to get up now". I responded with my own brand of murmuring and gurgling. She left.

A few minutes later she returns with a fire engine in hand. I saw this and know that it's not far off half a kilo in weight. She's getting nearer to my head....

Did a quick calculation. Got out of bed straightaway! (To appreciate this calculation read part 1 & part 2.)

This was obviously an escalation (in diplomatic stakes) and I didn't want to call any bluff!

Fire-engine diplomacy! What's next???

The new Fagin?

2009-04-30T06:45:00.000+02:00

The last few days I've been in several shops - just myself and Emily. She has a certain gravitational pull - so people in the shops start conversations easily - or Emily says something that triggers a response and conversation.

This is all good fun. But yesterday I got another side of this.

We were in a shop and I was looking at a jacket and exchanged a few comments with the assistant. Then Emily started her thing...

She was off flirting, talking and waving. This then triggered a whole different response from the assistant. Suddenly dad is getting extra tips, discounts and offers of stock that's not even on display!

I feel like some born-again Fagin, exploiting my daughter to get some advantage - a little bit of metaphorical pick-pocketting.

Oh well, which shop shall we try it out on tomorrow????

Oh, "you've got to pick a pocket or two......."

Walpurgis Wit

2009-04-30T05:45:00.001+02:00

Today it's Walpurgis eve (or Valborgsmässoafton in Swedish) - a night of bonfires and fireworks - something Alice is looking forward to.

Last year, on a rainy bonfire night in a field somewhere whilst waiting for the fireworks, on trooped a band of young fellas. They were a group of fire-jugglers who all stripped to the waist before starting their act.

They had varying degrees of success during the act (maybe because it was in a pitch-black field and so tricky to see the end of the batons.) But it was Alice's spontaneous reaction that was so typical of a 3 yr old, "Oh, look at those nakenfisar (nudies) over there!"

One year on, one year of added vocabulary and sophistication - so I can't wait for tonight's event and potential commentary... (provided that it still goes ahead - there's a chance of fire prohibitions due to it being very dry here the last 2 weeks.)

Wakey, wakey! (part 2)

2009-04-29T16:00:00.002+02:00

Yesterday Emily had a new tactic for a wake-up call. This time as there was no hair brush to hand (see Wakey, wakey!) she adopted some form of WWF approach!

This method involved throwing herself over me and at me - from one side to the other. We don't watch wrestling so I don't know where she has learnt this - maybe it's genetic?

Well, I was employing the possum tactic/defence (play dead - or very asleep), but she saw round this and won the bout with a nice coup de grace - she ambled over and sat on my face. Well, a nappy that's been pee'd in all night strategically placed over the nose and mouth well get anyone moving....

Public Performer

2009-04-29T06:15:00.001+02:00

On Saturday Alice had her last lesson in the term at theatre school - a way for the kids to express themselves. Alice seems to be a natural performer - whether in class or not, and she'll jump at any opportunity to be on stage. This willingness to perform outside class continued on Saturday...

After drama class we had a long day out - playground, lunch, shoe/hat shopping, museum and restaurant.

By early evening we were sat outside an Indian restaurant in the evening sun. Alice was playing on the path and chatting to passers-by.

A couple of likely-looking fellows came along. Both were a little inebriated, had "all-weather-suntans" and were carrying violin cases. They were either musicians down on their luck or very badly dressed mafia members!

Well, you don't have an appearance and accessories like that and get ignored by Alice!

Alice got talking to them - somewhere along the line Pippi was mentioned. Before you knew it she asked what was in the cases and if they could play something.

So, there we were - sitting outside the restuarant and were entertained by a small impromptu performance of Pippi's theme tune on the violin accompanied by dancing from Alice.

This was rewarded with a small round of applause from the restaurant guests - Alice taking the bows (whether or not all the applause was for her).

An encore was performed:- the rövarnas visa (accompanied by Alice's dancing), more applause.

Fear of Heights - the Wii factor!

2009-04-28T12:57:00.005+02:00

Children and cats have a lot in common. They learn and want to climb things, and they also find it difficult to get down from wherever they've climbed.

Another similarity is that it's almost impossible to herd them - keep them in certain areas without fencing them off. Try asking a 1-2 year old to stay in an area of the room without any barricades and you might as well be talking to a cat. Well, I might have stumbled upon a temporary solution!

Emily is copying her sister by trying to climb anything and everything possible. This is just following after sister, which is great and is also very good for her balance - up to a point. I occasionally get the shouts for help when she's climbed up onto something that she hasn't worked out how to get down from (or even forgotten how to do it.)

The most common shout comes after she's climbed onto one of Alice's play chairs. These are less than knee-high, but Emily really does like to climb them -either to reach something like a tomato in the kitchen or just for the sake of it. But sometimes she "forgets" how to climb down - then comes the shout for help.

However, just the other day I discovered her new limit for her fear of heights. She had "climbed" onto the Wii Fit board (about 2 inches high) and had got stuck - when everyone had left the room there she remained and shouted for help to get down.

I can't say I'll use this as a herding/control technique but it could be useful in case of emergency - at least until she works it out!

Language development of the little head-banger

2009-04-26T22:18:00.008+02:00

Language Repetoire

Language development is very interesting. There's always a distinction between what the child/baby is saying and what the parent thinks they're trying to say.

Emily's vocabulary was extended about a week ago. She added "där"/"there" to her repertoire (which includes mamma, pappa and nej/no.) She uses the new word (accompanied by pointing into the air) when asked "Where is mamma/pappa/Alice/the light?" So, she gets the action right for the lamp!

Interpretation?

You can read meaning into what Emily is saying - with a pinch of coincidence and chance. It might be that she's saying "kolla" ("check this out") when pointing at something new or unusual - that's possibly a bit of chance.

However, the way she say's "mamma" as though to mean "oh, mum, what're you doing now?" in a very teenager tone has got to be a case for how we interpret it. But I like to think it's real.

Little headbanger?

Emily has many ways of catching attention - she has got big sister to compete with after all. One thing that's cropped up recently is that she walks into you with her forehead. Not so unusual you might think.

Today she took it one step further - walking into a closed door with her forehead. The thud and look of pain when she turned around was all very real, but it did the trick - it stopped us talking and she got our full attention!

Obsession with Skånska (part 2)

2009-04-24T01:01:00.005+02:00

You can't expect a child to speak certain phrases/rhymes differently without some pay-back can you?

A little while ago Alice's department had a temporary teacher brought in. Well, Alice took it upon herself to introduce the new teacher to the others - this in itself is great.

The new teacher was introduced to all and sundry. Then it was the turn for Alice's favourite teacher, "This is X, she's not Swedish. She's from Skåne."

Oops.

She shoots, she scores!

Mystery accent

2009-04-24T00:50:00.005+02:00

A distinctive Lindingö accent/lilt is developing in Alice for certain words. Strange, as that doesn't come from anyone in the family or anyone at nursery.

I must check the children's TV channel for suspects...

(Lindingö is a wealthier island in Stockholm)

Obsession with Skånska (part 1)

2009-04-23T21:03:00.006+02:00

Background

For the non-Swedish speakers in the audience.... Skåne is a large county in the southern tip of Sweden (where Brannagh's Wallander was set & filmed.) Skånska is the dialect of Swedish spoken there (can be quite difficult to understand for a non-Skåne person) - maybe similar to a Frenhman trying to understand a drunk Glaswegian reading Shakespeare!

Skånska in practice

Alice has a teacher from Skåne (very nice and not with a broad accent), so skånska plays a part in Alice's language education...

It all started with a pre-meal rhyme (Food on the table, hands on yer knees, bon appetite - I'm para-phrasing) said at nursery. Alice brought this home to our meal times - with a distinctive skånska pronunciation - just for the rhyme, not for general speech.

Well, skånska to pre-meal is ok, isn't it?

Wakey, wakey! (part 1)

2009-04-23T16:12:00.003+02:00

Yes, I had a new wake-up call this morning. Emily has been learning what a brush is and how it's used.

She proceeded to brain me with a particularly hard-bristled version this morning. That has got to be showing signs of intelligence - putting an everyday object to a new use. It had the desired effect - I promptly got up and made her breakfast.

"You can hug my dad on Friday!"

2009-04-23T01:17:00.008+02:00

Ever felt like a pawn in a chess game well above you're league? This is the day I got an interesting insight into some child mentality...

Monday 20 April

I'm at dagis about to say my goodbyes to Alice for the day, when her friend asks if she can have a hug too. "No," says Alice.

After a bit of verbal to 'n' fro the friend is sobbing inconsolebly to a teacher, Alice is happily playing and I leave (helplessly.) There was no gloating or malice in any of this - everything was just black and white.

Tuesday 21 April

Again goodbye hug to Alice. Friend steps in and asks Alice (not me!) if she can have a hug from me. "No," comes the reply.

Friend (on the verge of tears) quite reasonably asks when she can have a hug from me. "On Friday."

Friend walks away happily playing with Alice (satisfied with her answer), Pappa (me) walks away bemused.

Wednesday 22 April

On our way to dagis Alice reminds me that I can hug her friend on Friday. I still haven't worked out what my part in the deal is - except to dish out a hug on demand. I'm beginning to get the idea what cattle being herded must feel like.

Who knows what's in store on Friday? I wonder how many deals there are that I don't know about.

Yoof well-being

2009-04-23T01:15:00.004+02:00

Unfortunate stats for the UK - but very good for Sweden:-

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/education/8008926.stm

Bling-Bling for the tooth fairy

2009-04-22T12:02:00.006+02:00

Last Friday (17 April).

Out and about after dropping Alice off at dagis (nursery). A lovely sunny day. Emily is quite chatty today. I notice that her smile is more sparkly than usual - not easy when she only has a few teeth!

What can it be?

I have to stop and take a closer look. Emily's quite happy to let me have a look - thinks it's some sort of game sticking fingers into each others mouth. Now it's her turn - so my inspection is interrupted whilst she has a look in my mouth...

Yes, it's a silver sequin lodged between the tooth and gum of the front bottom tooth. Looks like it's more than half-way down. I'm getting a nice view every time she smiles or laughs - quite often.

Of course, it won't budge...

Just think that people pay good money for dental cosmetic add-ons and here Emily has sorted it out for herself.

Well, after a bit of fretting and phone calls to dental folk it gets extracted a couple of days later - mum to the rescue with spoon and half the cutlery draw - no harm done.

I'm glad to have Emily's lovely, even though slightly less glittery, smile back to normal.

Non-Euro Euro holiday spots

2009-04-22T12:00:00.002+02:00

Some good ideas for Lithuania, Bulgaria & Croatia.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/travel/2009/apr/20/europe-budget-travel-short-haul-cheap

Finally Feather Free

2009-04-21T13:49:00.005+02:00

After a weekend of "magsjuka" (throwing-up) in the household the covers and cushions on the sofa had to be washed. As the initial clean-up was done in haste this led to feathers getting just about everywhere...

Like water they have a tendency to find their way into the smallest and least inaccessible areas only to re-emerge and cause trouble afterwards - inside and outside the washing machine, living room and balcony. They possess some magical property to hang around in the air until one set of cleaning is done and then "innocently" fall back to earth.

Two days of de-feathering and intensive hoovering. Let's hope we all stay healthy for a while!

I wonder if birds have the same amount of trouble keeping the nest clean.