One of the fun things about speaking two languages in one family is that it makes you realise things you've never really thought about before. My first language is Swedish, Dave's is English. We're both adults, reasonably well educated, and we grew up in surprisingly similar families. So you'd think we'd have fairly similar vocabularies in our own languages, right? Wrong. Wrong wrong wrong.
Once you think about it, it makes sense. My dad was, and is, an avid birdwatcher (hej pappa!). My mum was, and is, somewhat bonkers about gardening, plants and trees (hej!). It's no surprise that I know my starlings from my thrushes, and my oaks from my aspens. Dave, on the other hands, knows that there are birds. And trees. Yes, he knows the difference between a swan and a magpie, but that's more or less it (hi Dave!).
Because Esther is at an age where she wants to know Absolutely Everything, I have been teaching her the names of birds that we see in the garden, or when we're out and about. She's a little information sponge, so she has already surpassed her father and knows all about gulls, crows, pigeons, swans, blackbirds, robins, and a few more.
The other morning we were having breakfast when a blackbird landed on the patio outside. "Titta, mamma, en koltrast!" (Look, mamma, a blackbird!). Then she gave Dave a slightly puzzled look, before turning to me again. "Mamma säger koltrast, " she informed me, "and Daddy says birdie!".
(She likes doing those little word comparisons, partly because she knows I'm always suitably impressed.)
So, who is going to teach her about birds and plants in English? I suppose I could, later on, but I don't know most of them in English. School, perhaps, although judging by Dave's lack of ornitological and botanical education I shouldn't pin my hopes on that.
Similarly, who's going to teach her computer terms in Swedish? Do computer terms in Swedish even exist? Hmm. I will have to look into it.
Change of subject: let's talk about food. I don't have time to take photos or write down recipes. But how about I try to tell you what we have for dinner each day? Then I'll hopefully get around to updating this thing more often, and you'll get to read what we ate. Don't laugh, I have at least one friend who really wants to know! And I can tell you whether it was easy or not, and if the toddler approved. And if there's a recipe out there, I will link to it.
So here we go. Tonight, we ate gnocchi with a creamy tomato sauce and spinach. It was very easy, the whole thing took 20 minutes, if that. Simple tomato-garlic sauce, stir in some mascarpone, or cream. Boil the gnocchi, throw in some spinach at the end so that it wilts. Mix it all together, sprinkle with some basil leaves and parmesan. Yummy. The toddler approved.