tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088576474458664356.post546840161747496118..comments2022-03-28T10:35:49.338+03:00Comments on Missionary Mom's Companion: Host Culture Mommy WarsPhyllishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09529794989164847124noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088576474458664356.post-7422115765268323152014-10-10T19:57:04.352+03:002014-10-10T19:57:04.352+03:00That's hilarious, Phyllis! Perfect solution. I...That's hilarious, Phyllis! Perfect solution. I do something similar going to detski cad/pre-school. They of course have to have the obligatory inside and outside clothes, but I find it such a hassle to have to change right when we get there when the only distance we've gone outside before arriving is from the door to the car and the car into the school. I usually dress my daughter in her inside clothes at home and just hope nobody notices that she hasn't changed upon arrival. Then I hang her outside clothes for her to change into when they go outside. I feel like such a rebel. Ha ha! =) Ashley Lhttp://formissionarymoms.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088576474458664356.post-18513870653268162282014-10-10T12:57:20.142+03:002014-10-10T12:57:20.142+03:00I just thought of this again, as I was getting our...I just thought of this again, as I was getting our daughter ready for her music lesson. Last time her teacher told her to dress more warmly, even though she was fully within the range of what people are wearing now. We're not all the way to winter coat weather yet. And, our daughter rides her bike to music school, so she gets hot along the way. Our solution was to put her coat in her bike basket and tell her to stop and put it on right before she gets to school. I told her that we're dressing her for her teacher, not for the weather. A "good mother" would have just bundled her up... and probably have taken her to school in a taxi or something.Phyllishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09529794989164847124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088576474458664356.post-52205456559310821742014-10-10T10:20:09.017+03:002014-10-10T10:20:09.017+03:00Yes, Phyllis, the dirt! So funny! My kids thought ...Yes, Phyllis, the dirt! So funny! My kids thought it was the best thing in the world to get to splash around in the rain and puddles in Seattle this past Spring. They never really get to do that here in Russia! <br /><br />Chrysti, that is so interesting that England is so into socializing! Yet another way that the US and UK differ in unexpected ways. I don't think US culture feels that early socialization is quite so vital, does it? I am glad that you feel the freedom to do what is best for your family.<br /><br />Danielle, wow, that is a lot of pressure with the dressing up ! Not to mention the time that must be added to each day to get ready to go outside. Russian women also dress up a lot more than in the US, but not nearly to the degree that you're talking about I don't think. The missionary dress-code is so different from country to country, isn't it? Post a picture whenever you buy your first stilettos! =DAshley Lhttp://formissionarymoms.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088576474458664356.post-27785709113933948322014-10-06T22:48:00.161+03:002014-10-06T22:48:00.161+03:00This is so funny! I had major culture shock upon a...This is so funny! I had major culture shock upon arriving in El Salvador and learning that in Latin America women dress up all of the time. I'm talking make-up, perfect hair, slacks or dresses, and super high heels. It's crazy watching women trying to navigate the sidewalks in towering heels, but somehow they manage it! These other moms look amazing and gorgeous just to pick their kids up from school! I've had to learn a lot more about make-up and about trying to look more presentable. No more runs to the grocery store in yoga pants because I might run into a mom from school! Birthday parties are also huge and kids are expected to dress up for those. Another issue is how much parents medicate their children. I hardly give my kids anything and other moms think I'm crazy for not taking my kids to the doctor for every cold. Now I like to think that I "blend in" a little more than when we first arrived, but I still haven't worked up the nerve to buy huge high heels!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02635515667706146459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088576474458664356.post-54272117250760933312014-10-05T18:54:54.813+03:002014-10-05T18:54:54.813+03:00I totally understand the socializing thing. When m...I totally understand the socializing thing. When my son turned 2, it was just automatically assumed that we would put him in nursery because we could get 16 hrs a week for free. Going to mum and toddler groups are a big thing in England, too. But it's not really my "thing..." so we don't go.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07479835576761386301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088576474458664356.post-62740800484977268662014-10-04T20:42:28.274+03:002014-10-04T20:42:28.274+03:00Oh, yes! I understand this so well! We once had so...Oh, yes! I understand this so well! We once had someone tell us that at first he thought we didn't even love our children. That was because I let them play in the dirt at camp. (I don't think you mentioned that Russian/Ukrainian children are always immaculately clean?)<br /><br />Resist? Sometimes I try to explain that raising a group of children is different from pampering one. Often I try to keep up appearances a little, if that makes any sense. I mean things like dressing them right on the outside, but letting them wear whatever they want (nothing!) under their coats.Phyllishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09529794989164847124noreply@blogger.com