I am surprised to see that Cee comes up with more and more questions for us to answer, week after week, for her Share Your World Challenge. Quite often they seem so “harmless” until you start answering and then your mind keeps going and going and reading more and more into it… Let’s see what we have in stock this time, combining this week’s and last week’s Q&A.
It’s mid October, Canadian Thanksgiving has passed and the American is approaching fast (well, yes it is kind of…). Down here in Australia we’ve been blessed with some amazing weather once more and in a true Aussie spirit it’s time to crank up the Barbie and put some shrimps on it!
No… not like that! More like this:
And while they are sizzling along I thought we can have a nice catch up! So let’s party blog style!
The rules are easy:
- Comment on this post and introduce your blog in a short sentence
- Put the link to your blog in your comment so people can check it out
- Put a link to a post in the comment that especially touched you (can be one of your posts but can also be a post of another blogger)
- Check out at least 3 of the other bloggers that have left a comment
- Share this post with your readers so they get the chance to introduce themselves as well
Let’s get that party stared 🙂
Sometimes the idea of how a perfect day would look like for me is not really matching the idea of a perfect day for my kids.
Well… normal, right? The idea of a perfect day for me is so far off of what they consider their perfect day. We all are different, even as adults. So how do you find the perfect middle? I guess, because we home-school we need to find this compromise more often than other families, as our kids are at home while others spend their day in school. And it can be hard to do so. Sometimes we manage to find a perfect compromise and sometimes we don’t.
While I was preparing dinner last night, my daughter and I had one of our deep conversations about toys and life and things that just matter for her at the moment.
Suddenly, out of the blue, she looked at me and said: “Mom, it is actually pretty hard work to be Barbie, you know.”
I looked at her and asked her what she meant.
And then she explained it to me.