Ich wuchs ohne regelmäßigen Kontakt zu meinen Großeltern auf. Das fand ich Schade, also beschlossen wir es mit unseren Kindern anders zu machen. Und tatsächlich gehört dieser Vorsatz zu den wenigen Dingen, die wir bisher durchgezogen haben. (Ich glaube zum Thema “Kinder und Fernsehen” müssen wir in diesem Kontext auch mal blocken… 😉) Einmal die… Continue reading Das Großelterndilemma
Since our daughter has started kindergarten last September I have had many discussions with family and friends, mostly controversial ones, about the pros and cons of daycare, about the timing, necessity of kids to go there, from what age and the list could go on. During these talks I usually feel like running against the… Continue reading A view on small kids and kindergarten
I have been talking to a colleague of mine recently about how untalented we both are in drawing. You know the feeling when your child asks you to draw a cat and suddenly a wave of frustration hits you that you won’t be able to master this simple task. The most simple thing and it… Continue reading
They say the key to a happy life is to find balance. This becomes absolutely true and necessary with the arrival of the first child in a family ( I guess I will have to revise the topic after the second one 😉 ) Your balance also gets reevaluated and redefined probably on a daily… Continue reading Balance, where are you?
Like in every multicultural household language is also a topic in ours. My wife and I met while working both for the European Union and many of our friends come from the same background. So we talk most of the time English in the office (our something similar to it, it has a fluid grammar and… Continue reading Our kid speaks Klingon
If you read this text it means I managed. I actually managed to write my first blog entry and it has been way more difficult than I have ever imagined it would be. I always thought you just collect your ideas put them on paper click publish and the job is done. I wish it… Continue reading A new beginning (2)
My wife and I grew up app. 1.500km from each other. While she was born in a Hungarian speaking family in Transylvania (please enter a random Dracula joke here, she has never heard any of them), I grew up 200km north of Berlin in the GDR (“East Germany”). Since we met, we discovered a lot… Continue reading Cultural differences, part 1