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I’m an American mom raising my son in Denmark. I want him to belong here, even when I still feel in between 2 cultures.

I was sitting in my cargo bike outside my son’s børnehave (kindergarten) on an especially bitter February morning in Copenhagen, crying over forgetting his Fastelavn costume at home. Loading audio narration… Fastelavn, for the uninitiated, is Denmark’s candy-filled, costume-wearing, barrel-smashing children’s tradition, somewhere between Halloween and Carnival. It’s something Danes…

My youngest son is 28. I’m still paying his phone bill.

I can honestly state that I have no favorite child.I wouldn’t say I love all five of them equally, because I don’t think that’s possible. I love each one for who they are. There are four boys and one girl.I’m a big believer in the influence of birth order. And…