Thursday, 17 February 2022

non-binary

With A talking about her day…

Me: So what do you usually do at recess? Monkey bars? 
A: Not really. We usually just sit on the grass and talk.
Me: What do you girls talk about?
A: Gays and non-binary.
Me:🤔 (I thought I heard it wrong) What do you talk about again? 
A: Gays and non-binary.
Me: You know what’s non-binary?
A: Not boy nor girl. 


#thirdgradeconversation 

Saturday, 12 February 2022

Food for the Taste of Love


 Looks like we not only have a wee chef but a food critics in the house! 


Monday, 17 January 2022

Happy Birthday Papi!

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Ninja had said it the best for all of us..."Mom is the candle, you are the fire, and Anya is the table..." 
 

Sunday, 2 January 2022

What a year!

It's been an unusual year, all the way to the end. A tribute to a weird year:



It's been a weird year! Yes. Weird. Filled with highs and lows, old and new, excitements and disappointments - a total juxtaposition of contrary events and emotions. Kids completed the whole school year online then back to school in person. We all got vaccinated, even boosters, yet Covid is still in the air. Messi left Barça, Xavi arrived. Life is back to "normal" and we are living the "new normal". From the sunset in CR to Curaçao, from the sunrise in Grand Canyon to Mammoth, from the starry night in Big Bear to Joshua, from the morning mists in Pichincha to Montjuic - we have journeyed near and far this year, made a few new friends and reconnected with some old ones along the way. It is a full circle and we are back to where it started, marking a new chapter. 

Looking forward to what 2022 has in store for us! Wish you and your loved ones a safe and wonderful holiday.

With love,

*****

BCN hideout











The weird year didn't end with the card. While in Barna, we had to cancel the Christmas Eve dinner due to covid and the four of us ended up eating the catering we ordered for 10 people (the food was amazing by the way, all traditional Catalan Christmas dishes topping up with great turrón). In addition, we had to leave omicron and papi behind (the kids and I ended up spending the new year in the air somewhere in Canada). On the bright side, we got to know our new hideout really really well and we like it a lot!

Truly, what a year! 

Bon día!

before sunrise




Friday, 26 November 2021

Outspeed

I never thought that this day would come for another 5 years or so, at least until they are teenagers. But it has arrived. They have officially outspeed me on the hills. It's such a strange feeling - mixed of frustration and joy. The competitiveness inside me still thinks that I could totally outski/snowboard them yet the cautiousness (of being a mom) has slowed me down. On the other hand, there's the motherly pride that my kids have "outgrown" me. 

I am going to give myself another season to reassure that this is really happening. Just cannot not be that these 2 daredevils have beat me on the hill. 

Tuesday, 10 August 2021

Culé


Ninja bawled his eyes out (again)…I was stunned by such a reaction, feeling like I was watching a Latin/European football drama…

N: 😭😭😭 Why does he have to leave? Why does it have to be PSG? 

Me: not his fault, it’s the mis-management of the club, they cannot pay him. They found a solution but it wasn’t approved by La Liga.

N: how much do they need?

Me: 50 million I guess.

N: each game? every month or?

Me: a year.

N: why cannot they just fundraise so he can stay? (that’s a very gringo solution 🤣)

Me: …I am not sure kid, not sure if that’s even allowed by La Liga. Well, at least you had watched him in person playing in Camp Nou for Barça. You got good memories…

Perhaps he’s right. Maybe a GoFundMe will work? 🤣🤣🤣





Saturday, 7 August 2021

Belle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A is signed up for some theater camps this summer, first the Lion King and then Beauty and the Beast. I didn't expect her to get any "role" and just wanted her to get exposed to musicals, one of my favourite pastimes and wishing that she would go with me when she's older (since the boys are not really interested at all) 

While I was in Barna, I heard her screaming to me on the other side, "mommy, I got it. I got the role Belle. It's like a dream except that it is not a dream!". I was almost in tears. She made it to something she really wanted and she cared for (normally she didn't really care for anything). She worked hard on it and made it to the audition and had a small part.

She's got 21 lines and a solo (singing). They went through 2 weeks of rehearsal. I never imagined that I would be in tears when I saw her on stage singing her solo. She had kept the solo in secret from us for weeks (didn't want to practice in front of us) as she wanted it to be a surprise with "high pitch". I guess this is how it feels to be a "proud" parent. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to experience being a proud parent, my little Belle. 

    

(minute 46:37 to 54:13)