Here’s the English translation of your text: I feel that after quite a few competitions and placements under our belt, it’s time to introduce one of Rú’s ‘old’ passions… archery! As we know, our 4-year-old doesn’t have “I don’t care” in his vocabulary, so I never would have believed in my wildest dreams that something (anything at all!) could channel his energy this way! During training, I’m constantly amazed at how much patience practicing brings out in him. It gives him a sense of accomplishment and teaches him respect for the sport. I couldn’t ask for more at this age; this is the example I consider essential for a balanced upbringing.…

And finally, it was here, blessed with sunshine, new sandals, and a delightful outing! Lately, I’ve chosen to commemorate holidays not with presents, but with memorable experiences. Thus, our Mother’s Day surprise for Grandma materialized as a trip to the Vác flea market, a leisurely walk along the Danube, and a satisfying lunch. On every similar occasion, I always try to ensure Rú is included in the good times (I’m certainly happier with a contented four-year-old than a grumpy one!), and Vác’s main square turned out to be the ideal spot. We discovered a toy bazaar, a magician, a fountain, child dancers (little girls in glittering costumes! 😉), and a…

Finally, a great excuse for us to get a little sticky, creating a delicious, light, and super-sweet dessert: Raffaello! A trial run is part of our Mother’s Day preparations, so we can catch and correct any potential baking mishaps in time. Even though this recipe has been a well-established favorite for years, we still played it safe and got to work. Anyone who loves sweets will adore this type of Raffaello – it’s even a bit healthier than the traditional, cooked version. My mom loved it! Happy Mother’s Day! Dated: April 30, 2016

Dear Everyone, I’ve moved this blog here as an excerpt from the original journal I’ve been keeping for 9 long years at https://daysonpaper.blog.hu/. Now that Rú is old enough to consent to appearing in a more open space, I thought I’d continue my blog about our everyday lives here for a year. For almost a decade, this little virtual nook has been the scene of our happy, difficult, touching, and completely ordinary weekdays. But for me, this place meant much more than just recorded stories: as a single mom, I could escape here when I was uncertain, when I was proud, when I was scared, when I was strong, or when…