In only a little more than a week we will move into these beautiful rooms.
The girls are allergic to chocolate and we had to come up with something else for Easter and the egg hunt since practically all Easter treats are made of chocolate. We decided on bunny cookies as an accepted alternative - and they actually turned out really cute. You'll find the recipe at inspiredbykids.dk along with some more photos. The girls have been at my mom's place for a couple of days and I hardly can't wait to pick them up tomorrow - it's so quiet around here without them.
This year our Easter break is a bit different than normally. Usually we go to our Swedish country house and spend all of our time outside in the dawning spring. Ohh, sweet Easter days... This year we are at home because the apartment is for sale and we have to prepare everything for the big relocation of the family. It is quite cosy too - and the girls and I have been making lots of creative stuff for Easter. These are some glimpses - see all of it over at inspiredbykids.dk
We have been doing this again! We love making the traditional Danish "gækkebreve" - paper cuts that we send out to family and friends with a little verse just before Easter. Frida Viola is really deft in cutting these and she prefers doing them "free style" as she puts it. Each year I'm quite impressed how good it looks! Even small kids are able to make lovely (and quick!) results. And every time we unfold a slightly crumpled piece of paper the magic is just as big.
See and read a bit more about our "gækkebreve" at inspiredbykids.dk
How did I become me?
Why did I become a girl?
Why didn't I become a gorilla?
Why do some become sad?
How do we become alive?
How do we die?
These are all questions from a wonderful Swedish book - Jag blir en bubbla som blir ett monster som blir ett barn ["I'll be a bubble who will be a monster who will be a child"] written by Malin Axelsson, illustrated by Klara Persson and published by our absolute favourite Swedish publisher Urax Förlag. But they could just as well be questions from my kids. "Mommy, how did I become me?" is not unfamiliar and always occurs while I'm busy cooking or working. And of course, I love those questions - just not always do I have a satisfactory answer at hand. And the answer could be many things - there is no single right answer to these existential and philosophical wonderings of our littlest ones. That is why we love "I'll be a bubble" - it poses all these questions pell-mell just as our kids would do it. There is no logic and no right or wrong. There is wonderings and open-ended options.
This is a book for curiosity, imagination and for daring a bit. It doesn't give us a definitive answer but it indicates a productive jumble of open possibilities.