This morning I left the house for an early morning appointment on my two-wheeled transportation and entered bike path rush hour. I still can’t get used to seeing men and women in business attire and fancy shoes peddling along, some with children on the front or back of the bicycle en route to school dropContinue reading “City, Forest, Luck, Love”
Category Archives: Ezra’s Adventures
Scheveningen, Oprah, Deepak and Ezra
Today was a day of taking other people’s suggestions to heart. This morning, I read an email that my friend Alice Tropper forwarded about a 21-day meditation organized by Oprah and Deepak Chopra. I barely read the forwarded email before I came to my conclusion; sure, why not? I could use some meditation. Click ThenContinue reading “Scheveningen, Oprah, Deepak and Ezra”
The Currency of Hugs
Sometimes when my son speaks to me, I feel like I am the grasshopper and he the master. It is not for the clarity of his statements that I feel this way, but for the oxymoronic riddles he weaves. For example, he was sad that he only had two Father’s Day presents for Arie Jan.Continue reading “The Currency of Hugs”
The Veluwe and other things that make my son run
The Dutch are a hardy stock not easily deterred by harsh weather. They can tolerate high winds, freezing cold and overcast skies for days on end without complaint. But there comes a time, such as the beginning of May, when they feel entitled to better weather for having endured the long, harsh winter. If by mid-May theContinue reading “The Veluwe and other things that make my son run”
Six boys
My husband and I were both excited and fearful as our son’s 6th birthday approached. We were excited because our little guy was turning six and his exuberant energy was contagious. We were riddled with fear and anxiety as memories of last year’s birthday party played through our minds accompanied by the mantra of “never again.” Last year’s “celebration” provided a rather harshContinue reading “Six boys”
Default Parenting versus Compassionate Parenting
Parenting Parenting is challenging and unlike any job I’ve ever had. You must be equipped to deal with everything from tantrums to booger flicking, trying to explain who or what God is and why people die, make vegetables and fruits more appealing than icecream and candy and develop an infinite amount of patience. But sometimes the challenge liesContinue reading “Default Parenting versus Compassionate Parenting”
Dutch Flat
Dutch Flat After spending the first six weeks in the Netherlands with my husband’s brother’s family (see last post), we moved to my in-laws’ traditional Dutch flat while they went on vacation to the Belgian countryside. Located on the ground floor of a four-story brick apartment building, their flat has the absolute luxury of a back yard. Not oneContinue reading “Dutch Flat”
I Promised Snow
When we had made our decision to move to the Netherlands, we developed a game plan on how to best acclimate our almost four year old to the world changing news: He would soon be leaving the land of his birth, his American family and friends, and the sunny central coast of California, home toContinue reading “I Promised Snow”
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