Denver Based Blog- Bilingual Parenting Costa Rica Travel and Food
You guys, right now my kids are popsicle obsessed. It all started a few months ago when we moved to Costa Rica- where we call popsicles paletas. We have a Friday farmer’s market, and the produce is so stinking cheap. So I started buying tons of fruit…
Way more fruit than is possible to eat in a week, in fact. So instead of letting it go bad and throwing it away, I started making popsicles.
We’ve been to almost every corner of Costa Rica with our kids- from off the grid family farms to remote Pacific beaches to chasing waterfalls in the Central Valley. Because, well, Costa Rica with kids is awesome.
What’s not always awesome is trying to see wildlife with kids in Costa Rica. While the country offers countless opportunities to see all kinds of wildlife, the truth is, wildlife viewing often requires silence and patience. We’ve got a solution…
I’ve got one kid who would jump in the bath every minute of every single day.
I’ve got another who throws a tantrum worthy of an Oscar when we announce bath time.
Myself? I love baths and always have.
So what do we do when it’s time to bathe and we can’t get one kid out of the tub and we can’t get another one in the tub? I’ll tell you a few of the tricks we use for bath time rituals.
We’ve been to almost every corner of Costa Rica with our kids- from off the grid family farms to remote Pacific beaches to chasing waterfalls in the Central Valley. Because, well, Costa Rica with kids is awesome.
What’s not always awesome is trying to see wildlife with kids in Costa Rica. While the country offers countless opportunities to see all kinds of wildlife, the truth is, wildlife viewing often requires silence and patience. We’ve got a solution…
I love that I wake up to the sounds of the roosters each morning. I love spotting toucans in the trees outside our house at breakfast. I love the cows and horses that meander past my office while I blog. And I absolutely love Costa Rican typical food.
And I’m lucky- I live in rural Costa Rica where the roosters or the parakeets wake us up instead of the alarm clock. Where I see the neighbors passing by my office window on a cow. And where absolutely no one speaks English.
One of the best parts about living in rural Costa Rica is that my kids and I get to experience the true Costa Rican culture on a daily basis.
Our kids just learned more in 48 hours of travel than they ever would have at school.
Part of it was because we were completely and totally unplugged from the internet and cell services for two whole days.
Part of it was because we had a front row seat to some of the best birdwatching in the world while we are our home cooked meals in the middle of the rainforest.
Part of it was because we woke up every morning to tromp through the pastures on our way milk cows and feed pigs before enjoying our farm to table breakfast.
But I guess I’m getting ahead of myself so let’s go back to the beginning…
