Why Sweden is great for small kids

One of my big worries about moving to Stockholm was whether such a small city would have all the facilities for kids I was use to for Little Bear. In London, we were out every single day we had together. And to avoid going crazy with boredom, that requires a lot of variety and for activities to be affordable and accessible. I felt London was pretty good in that regard, despite the terrible wheel unfriendly transport system. Catering for around 8 to 10 million people, London had the infrastructure to be an ‘out and about’ kind of dad that I needed.​

Saying goodbye is the hardest part of leaving. It's tough for us, but how do we prep our kids?

How do you get a toddler to understand they’re moving country? Well, I’m proud to say that Little Bear has been confidently and happily announcing that we’re ‘moving till ‘tockho’m soon’and that it’s going to be ‘weally, weally fun’. He’s even excited about ‘riding da boat to Tockhom’(no, we’re not mad, we’re actually flying there). No trauma, no fears of displacement. He’s clearly fine with it all…
 
Well, let’s be honest, he’s two. He has no f-ing idea what’s about to happen. I could have told him we were moving to a dessert in Afghanistan or a frozen lake in Siberia for the rest of our lives, and he’d be equally ecstatic.
 
I’m pretty sure there’s no sensible solution to ‘getting them ready for the move’. When they’ve spent their entire lives in one home regularly meeting the same friends, they’re just not yet aware enough to understand the enormity of moving to a new country. Pre-moving, it’s a lot more difficult for us adults.