Curling Parents

In Sweden they have a phrase for parents such as myself and Bodil - "Curlingföräldrar" (Curling parents). In Curling the "sweepers" are the those ridiculous track suited people with brooms, running around in front of the stone (or "rock" as its known in the biz) in order to smooth things over if needs be. Substitute rocks for kids and you get the general idea. Today's example of frantic polishing revolved around Sammy's disappointment at having to wait until his birthday on Sunday to open his PS2 console, which he had spotted clumsily hidden in my wardrobe a few days ago. So when Bodil returned from Singapore with a PS2 game, it was more than he could bare. It must have taken us all of ten minutes to give in to the pressure and let him open everything early. (OK, let's be honest here - I was kind of looking forward to seeing what it was like myself). So we stuck on Lego Star Wars and had us some wholesome family fun, blasting little Lego Stormtroopers with a laser canon (and yes, Princess Leia is still sexy, even as Lego). However I have to admit that it's a little disconcerting watching your eight year old enjoying blowing people up. Worse still that he has to explain to you - patiently - how to work the controls. Who's curling who here, and where will it all end? Check back in ten year's time to find out...

On another front, snow has finally arrived in Stockholm, Bodil is home, and it's almost Friday. Triffic!