Reverse Culture Shock

We set up a playroom for the kids — the first they’ve ever had. In London, our daughter shared her room with a wardrobe filled with our clothes, and a desk. Our son lived alongside my chest of drawers.

This was not unusual for London living. We had friends who talked excitedly about turning their (tiny) back deck into a dining room/playroom/laundry room.

So it was with huge pride that we introduced the kids to a room filled only with their toys, and none of our clothes.

Then imagine my dismay when our babysitter told me she would like to take the kids on a playdate at a friend’s place. She explained: “They have a playroom like this, only it’s three times the size.”

Wherever you are, I guess, rooms can always be bigger.