“Mummy, am I Norwegian or English?” My daughter is seven, and earlier that day a couple of the older girls at school had asked her the question she now asked me. She couldn’t answer the girls at school. It sure is confusing to be a multicultural seven year old, when other people ask you to identify yourself as singular.

Imagine a world where you didn’t have to define what you were.

There was a conversation at Elouise’s a few days back about this kind of stuff.