Thursday, 5 January 2012

A to do list

Some things just look wrong, and that wee redirecting post sitting up here was one of them.

We've been to New Zealand and returned and all was fantastic and someday I'll finish updating the trip story which might well be during our next holiday when I have the time, which itself might well be in 10 or 15 years when we've finished paying for this one, but I will, at some stage.

I would say it seemed somewhat cruel to bring the child back to the more confined and restricted spaces of Holland, when she had the run of some of the most wonderful open spaces you could imagine, but considering that she also spent many hours strapped into a car seat, confined to a campervan, or in a flying germ capsule that would be a tad rich.

Christmas and New Year has come and gone in just the manner the doctor ordered - delightfully quiet, although we have realised that the wonder that is Santa Claus won't play half the role in the child's life that Sinterklaas does. The blackface slave owning, naughty child kidnapping, boat faring poet Spaniard, 3 week early Dutch version of Father Christmas is obviously what all her little friends get excited about, and in order to be fair, we'll have to play along.

It's all food for thought now that she is a far more independent madam than just a few months ago, her surroundings, how she speaks, and the traditions she will want to respect will be significantly different to if we lived back 'home' or somewhere else.  Her emergence from babyhood has unwittingly brought up questions to be asked and decisions to be made that require great thought and have wide impact.

Great thought indeed, just not today.

Regardless, that redirection post has now been shunted down the page and I can consider my day one high in achievement, if somewhat low in standards.


Valery said...

Glad to see you again!
Sinterklaas vs Santa, I think (wishfully) that as long as the kids believe and get gifts to justify their belief the old man himself doesn't matter much.
Good luck with finding time to write/think, always love to read.

Edith said...

And no one ever wonders what Santa does with this poor elves!!! ;)