Spring, Swiss style

A sure fire sign of Spring, in our household, is the emmergance of frogs. We are a family who loves creatures and the variety that hide in mucky, slimy ponds rank pretty high on our list of favourites.  Recently we have come to believe that frogs might be a pretty big deal here. They inspire…

My inner feminist

Not until moving to Switzerland did I become aware of the feminist inside of me. Perhaps the reason for that is that I was raised by the strongest, independent, most capable woman I know. Growing up our household was all about girl-power. Not ever in a spoken “rah, rah, chicks rule” way but in the…

Never sure…

I’ve gone and done it again. Missed crucial details about D’s hockey schedule so have once again found ourselves at a surprise tournament. In my defense, all of our hockey matches are called tournaments. The difference between the regular 3-30 minute games against 3 different teams we do every weekend and the 10 hour extravaganza…

Dentists and carnivals.

Our weeks here are made so much richer by the frustrations, the moments of angst and the subsequent victories. It’s a great cycle really. I truly believe that if life were always smooth sailing we’d never grow.  This week’s victory came through an unanticipated dentist visit. One day at lunch, crunching on a cucumber resulted…