Tuesday, December 29, 2015

The babies who nap in sub-zero temperatures by BBC

The babies who nap in sub-zero temperatures

  • 22 February 2013
  • From the section Magazine
Children in snow
Would you put your baby or toddler outside in the freezing cold for their lunchtime nap? Most Nordic parents wouldn't give it a second thought. For them it's part of their daily routine.
Daytime temperatures this winter in Stockholm have regularly dropped to -5C (23F) but it's still common to see children left outside by their parents for a sleep in the pram.
Wander through the snowy city and you'll see buggies lined up outside coffee shops while parents sip on lattes inside.
And if you are visiting friends and your child needs a nap, you may be offered the garden or balcony instead of a bedroom.
"I think it's good for them to be in the fresh air as soon as possible," says Lisa Mardon, a mother-of-three from Stockholm, who works for a food distribution company.
"Especially in the winter when there's lots of diseases going around... the kids seem healthier."
Her children have been sleeping outside since they were born.
The youngest, Alfred, is two and she puts him outside in the pram to nap once a day, for an hour and a half. When he was younger he slept outside twice a day.
This isn't a recent fashion. Lisa's mother, Gunilla, now 61, says she also did it with Lisa when she was a baby.
"Yes we were doing it back then as well… It was important for her to get fresh air and stay healthy," Gunilla says.
And Lisa's father, Peter, was put outside by his mother to sleep in a pram in the 1950s. Only when it got to around -10C (14F) did she bring him indoors.
Nowadays most day-care centres in Sweden put children outside to rest. It's common to see rows of prams lined up in the snow at nap-time, with youngsters fast asleep inside.
Baby asleep
Image caption The thermometer shows an outside temperature of -10C
At Forskolan Orren, a pre-school outside Stockholm, all children sleep outside until they reach the age of three.
"When the temperature drops to -15C (5F) we always cover the prams with blankets," says head teacher Brittmarie Carlzon.
"It's not only the temperature that matters, it's also how cold it feels. Some days it can be -15C but it actually feels like -20C (-4F) because of the wind," she says.
Prams outside a cafe
Image caption Babies often sleep outside cafes in Copenhagen too
"Last year we had a couple of days with a temperature of -20C. On those days we brought the prams inside some of the time the children were sleeping, but most of their sleep they spent outdoors."
One group at the pre-school spends all its time outside, from 09:00 to 15:00 every day. Out in the fresh air they do everything children normally do inside, only going inside at mealtimes, or in unusually cold weather.
The theory behind outdoor napping is that children exposed to fresh air, whether in summer or the depths of winter, are less likely to catch coughs and colds - and that spending a whole day in one room with 30 other children does them no good at all.
Many parents also believe their children sleep better and for longer in the open, and one researcher in Finland - outdoor napping is popular in all the Nordic countries - says she has evidence from a survey of parents to back this up.
"Babies clearly slept longer outdoors than indoors," says Marjo Tourula. While indoor naps lasted between one and two hours, outdoor naps lasted from 1.5 to three hours.
"Probably the restriction of movements by clothing could increase the length of sleep, and a cold environment makes swaddling possible without overheating," she says.
According to her research, -5C is the best temperature for an outdoor nap - though some parents she spoke to even put their children out at -30C.
But do children who sleep outside end up catching fewer coughs and colds?
Paediatrician Margareta Blennow says reports from the Swedish Environmental protection agency show conflicting results.
"In some studies they found pre-schoolers who spent many hours outside generally - not just for naps - took fewer days off than those who spent most of their time indoors," she says.
"In other studies there wasn't a difference."
Martin Jarnstrom, head of one of the Ur och Skur group of pre-schools , is another big advocate of outdoor naps, though he emphasises that while the weather may be cold, the child must be warm.
"It's very important that the children have wool closest to their body, warm clothes and a warm sleeping bag," he says.
There is a Swedish saying that encapsulates this thought - "There is no bad weather, only bad clothing."
Another saying sums up what Swedes are likely to think when toddlers in other countries are kept indoors in sub-zero temperatures: "A little fresh air never hurt anyone."

http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-21537988

Monday, December 21, 2015

Being Lucia from Stone Soup Magazine

From Stone Soup Magazine, Jan/Feb 2015

Being Lucia

written by Molly O’Toole, age 12
illustrated by Ravela Smyth, age 11
Teachers: “Being Lucia” is a story by a child on the subject of holidays. This story was written by Molly O'Toole when she was 12 years old. We give you permission to reprint it for your own homeschool and classroom use as part of your reading and language arts curriculum.
Molly O’Toole
Ravela Smyth
Beep! Beep! I spring out of bed when my alarm sounds, but no alarm was needed to wake me up. I have been waiting for this day my whole life. I keep my pajamas on, because I need to wear clothes that aren’t important for cooking. My stomach is doing that all too familiar flip-flop motion that indicates Today is St. Lucia day. Today, I am Lucia.
Bella and Matthew are already up and dancing around the kitchen. They look up when I come in. “Elizabeth!” they cry, and Bella runs up and hugs my waist. Bella is only five, but she’s super smart. She’s quiet and only speaks when necessary, but mostly because there’s too much going on inside her head. It must sound like a Lowell mill in there. Matthew’s eight and is a lot louder and more outgoing. He’s kind of a class clown.
The stairs creak, followed by loud thumping and groaning. It’s Kathryn. “Shush!” I say. “You’ll wake up the adults!” She gives me her classic touch-me-and-I’ll-kill-you look and grabs the recipe book off the shelf.
I have been waiting for this day my whole life
I have been waiting for this day my whole life

“OK, everyone knows the drill. Bella and Matthew gather the ingredients for the Lucia buns, I put them in the oven, and Elizabeth makes the coffee. Am I understood?”
I glare at Matthew, trying to warn him, but he can’t resist. “Sir yes, sir!” he shouts in a stern voice, then puffs out his chest and salutes Kathryn. I roll my eyes. Matthew has to learn that you can’t joke with her at 6:00 a.m. But Kathryn’s response takes me off guard.
“That’s more like it! Everyone, get busy!”
I grab the coffee pot and ground coffee and set some water to boil. Since coffee takes the shortest amount of time, I go to the hall closet and fetch the white robes and hats and wreaths.
My family is Swedish, so we celebrate St. Lucia Day. The oldest girl in the family wears a wreath with seven candles (fake, or real in my case) and a white robe with a red sash. She walks into the kitchen with St. Lucia buns and coffee, singing the St. Lucia song. Some families sing it in English, but we were always taught the Swedish version. The other kids wear white robes, and the really little ones dress up as tomtar, which are little Swedish mischievous elves, and sing other songs. The boys wear hats decorated with stars. They are stjärngossar, or star boys.
Kathryn was always Lucia, and now I’m thirteen and it’s finally my turn. There’s really no way to explain the way I feel. I guess you could say that it’s like waiting in line at the amusement park; waiting for hours and hours. But finally you get to go on the ride, and it’s the most amazing and exhilarating roller coaster that you will ever go on in your whole life. It’s like a breath of fresh air, a rainbow after a thunderstorm, light after darkness. It’s finally my time to be the special one, the one in the light. And I have never been more ready or eager.
I smile as I fold the robes and look out the window. It’s the kind of winter day where the sun shines golden light on the ground, melting the early morning frost and creating a warm kind of air to the chilly sky.
“Elizabeth! The buns are ready!” shouts Kathryn. I snap out of my daydream and head to the kitchen. Awaiting me is a tray of fresh-out-of-the-oven Lucia buns. They smell like saffron, and small little heat waves are slowly rising towards the ceiling. I love Lucia buns so much that it makes my mouth melt just looking at them. But these aren’t for me. I remind myself that I have to be Lucia, which means bringing the buns to other people and pretending that I’m glad just to watch them eat. But even that burden doesn’t take away the honor and glory that I get when I walk into the dining room. My great-grandmother wore that crown, and my grandmother, and my aunt, and my mother, and my sister. But now I’ll wear it, now I’ll get to share my Lucia story, and I’ll get to be part of that club, that knowing. Me.
“Elizabeth, get Matthew and Bella ready, and I’ll finish the coffee. We need to hurry!” Kathryn wipes her forehead and gets out the mugs.
I take Matthew and Bella to the living room and pull the robes over their heads. “Here, Matthew—take your hat. Bella—get on your shirt.” I fly around, tying this and adjusting that, and finally the two young ones are ready, and I can get myself tidied up. Myself. Me. Lucia. I shake a little in a feeble attempt to calm myself down. It just can’t be done. It’s almost time.
I run to the bathroom and change out of my pajamas and put on my white robe. It flutters just to the floor—but not quite touching it. Below the bustline there are some pleats, which go on for a few inches. It’s simple but elegant.
The sash is beautiful. It’s a deep, wondrous color that’s somewhere between scarlet and burgundy. You can’t see this from afar, but it’s embroidered with tiny little flowers—poinsettias. I tie it around my waist and remove the crown wreath from its little box. It sits there while I brush my hair—I’m not really looking at it but I can picture it perfectly. It sits there in its own little glory, sitting on the bathroom cabinet; sitting in my thoughts and tinting them with a St. Lucia evergreen smell. Even though it’s made of artificial pine needles, I can still smell it. Soon it will sit on my head and boast that I’m Lucia, its bright candles illuminating my face and the tiny flames flickering in my eyes.
Setting down my brush, I leave the bathroom to see that Kathryn is all dressed and lighting the candles. “What time is it?” I whisper, since I think that the adults might be down soon.
“Six thirty, that’s when everyone’s supposed to get up!” she mutters back.
The tradition is that the grown-ups sleep in, but our parents always get up early because they’re so excited. It’s like little kids on Christmas.
Kathryn takes a better look at me and says, “You look really nice.”
I smile, “You too.” Kathryn helps me get on my crown and light the candles. And this is actually the first time that I’m feeling nervous about being Lucia. What if the candles fall? What if the wax drips on my hair and forehead? I must be visibly tensing up, because Bella walks over and takes my hand. I smile at her and try to control my breathing. I start to hear doors opening and footsteps descending the stairs. It is hard to breathe. I try to stay steady because there is fire on my head, but I’m not doing very well.
“Calm down. It’s easy,” Kathryn whispers. I just take a few deep breaths and grab the mugs and trays. I can hear Mom and Dad and Gramps and Grams getting in their chairs. Kathryn switches off the lights and nudges me. This is my moment. This is me. I walk slowly into the dining room, my heart racing ninety miles per hour. I hear Kathryn and Bella and Matthew behind me. This is when I’m supposed to start singing, but I don’t. I can’t.
I. Forget. The. Words. My head is racing. What’s the song called? I forget everything. My mind is blank. I see everyone looking at me expectantly. Finally someone must’ve caught on, because I hear Kathryn start to sing Sankta Lucia… And I am so glad because she saved it for me. Being Lucia would’ve been all ruined if it weren’t for her. I go along, ljusklara hägring. I smile brightly as I set the rolls and coffee down on the table. Everyone beams back. I feel special. I should. It’s me. Me being Lucia. And I feel bliss beyond compare. The bright candles mix in with everything—the good smells, the nice people. And as my eyes fill with tears, I feel as if I’m melting away into the bright candle surroundings, and everywhere is light. Light like my heart. Light like me. Me being Lucia.

http://www.stonesoup.com/being-lucia/

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Our Tomtes 2015

Our boys are 75% Italian. But the Swedish tomtes come out with these amazing Dalahorse leggings from Sweet Kiddie Co! 

St. Lucia video

https://vimeo.com/55253944?platform=hootsuite

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Swedish Angel Cake

2 sticks of butter softened
3 cups of cake flour, sifted
3 cups of sugar
2 tablespoons of almond extract
3/4 teaspoon salt
7 eggs, room temperature
1 cup heavy cream


-Beat butter, sugar, almond extract and salt on medium high for about 6 minutes until light and fluffy
-Add eggs one at a time and beat until smooth
-Add flour and cream alternatively, beginning with and ending with flour.
-Beat on high for 5 minutes until pale and fluffy
-Pour into well greased and floured pan (bunt) tap on counter a few times to settle
-Place in cold oven and turn to 350 degrees and back for 1 hour 45 minutes


Frosting Glaze
1 cup sugar
1/4 cup water
1/2 cup butter
1 teaspoon almond extract


Over medium heat in small pan stir in sugar and water and butter until sugar is dissolved.
Take off heat and add almond.
While cake is still hot brush or pour over can (depanned)

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Friday, November 13, 2015

Ikea

Personally, I don't consider ikea as being authentically Swedish. However, there was one good find there this holiday season; Swedish farmers cheese! Hurry...not many left. IKEA in Schaumburg. 

December 11 2015 there is a Julbord- Christmas event there as well. 

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Swedish Genealogy at Arlington Heights Memorial Library

The Arlington Heights Memorial Library offers Swedish Genealogy research help at no cost.

http://www.ahml.info/genealogy_appointments

St. Lucia Chicago 2015

St. Lucia holds a very special place in my family's heart; with an Italian father and Swedish mother--this day is very special to me. St. Lucia was born in Syracuse Sicily (Italy) and was a devote Christian who devoted her life to the poor. At that time, the rulers of Italy did not look favorably on Christians. When it came time for Lucia to marry, she instead gave her entire dowry to the poor. The rulers declared her a witch and attempted to burn her at the stake but the fire did not light. Ultimately, she had her eyes plucked out and was stabbed.
Many, many years ago, a terrible famine struck in Sweden. On December 13, a well lit ship sailed into Lake Vannern with a young woman dressed in white, with a red sash at her waist and a crown of candles on her head. The people believed her to be St. Lucia, coming to save them from starvation.

St. Lucia's Day celebrated every year in Sweden, in homes, communities, churches and businesses. Most communities have a contest for the young women to compete to become St. Lucia.

I (Christina) had the honor to be chosen in 1997 as Chicago's Queen of Light, St. Lucia!


read more of the story of St. Lucia: https://sweden.se/culture-traditions/lucia/

Here is a listing of St. Lucia events in and around the Chicagoland area for the 2015 season.

St. Lucia Celebration and Contest at the Daley Center
12/11/15 at 11:30
http://www.swedishamericanmuseum.org/museuminfo/news/event/st-lucia-day-celebration-at-daley-plaza-3/

Andersonville St. Lucia Festival of Lights
12/13/15 at 4:45pm
http://www.andersonville.org/events-2/st-lucia-festival-of-lights/

St. Lucia Service at Ebenezer Lutheran Church
12/13/15 at 7pm
http://ebenezerchurch.org/liturgy-and-music/santa-lucia/



Swedish Decor at Homegoods

Much to my surprise, I found Swedish Christmas décor at our local homegoods (Morton Grove and Northbrook) locations. There was a YulBok and some Tomte, that I purchased. I was especially thrilled with the Asa's Tomtebod's that were available.
The Scandinavian and Nordic influences this holiday season in the décor is
incredible!

2015 Cottages in The Woods

2015 Our event 11/14- Saturday and 11/15 Sunday!
( Geneva, IL ) " Cottages in the Woods at Good Templar Park, 528 Eastside Drive.The 7th wonderful year of our Scandinavian Christmas Crafts, Food and Folklore event. Sat/Sun November 14th & 15th. Swedish Lucia will be joining us to share her legend and traditions. Come see talented crafters carving Dala Horses, Rosemalers Tole Painted beautiful items, Handmade Scandinavian Linens, Pottery, Wood Lace Carving, Knits, and ...many more lovely crafts to see in 12 charming cottages. Crafters share their skills and sell their beautiful creations. Shop early for Christmas! Delight in Swedish treats like Cardamom Coffee Cake, Swedish Almond Cake, Swedish Tarts and Pepperkakor at Swedie Pies Bakery! And Enjoy some Swedish Meatballs, Yellow Split Pea Soup with Ham, Swedish Hot Dogs, or a cup of Jul Brew at the Lingonberry Cafe. Tour the 12 charming cottages and see visit Tomte ( Swedish Santa ) listening to your Christmas wishes, and delight in visiting Disney Frozen's Elsa and Anna at Wandering Oakens Trading Post. Enjoy the sights, sounds, tastes and smells of a Scandinavian Christmas for 2 wonderful days- Saturday November 14th- 10am to 4pm and Sunday November 15th- 11am til 4pm. Don't miss it and call a friend to join you! Makes a great girlfriend gathering! Please SHARE on your Facebook Pages today and help spread the word. Invite someone and treat them to lunch- makes a wonderful Christmas gift- a gift of time and adventure- priceless! $5 a person-Kids 12 and under FREE. See you
soon! Click on this blue highlighted Facebook page Cottages in the Woods for more photos and info on our event.


https://www.facebook.com/Cottagesinthewoods/




Friday, November 6, 2015

Dala Horse leggings.

Just ordered these sweet Dala horse gems for my toddlers! God jul!