I don't eat red beets. Pickled beets make me gag. The earliest moments of red beets are when I was forced to eat them for lunch in daycare. Blech. Red-velvet cupcakes are delicious and so are these pink pancakes .
After years at working many long hours at a stressful and extremely fun and creative job as Director in a children's publishing company, the US division was sold. My husband Geir continued to work for the mother company in Norway and during that time we incorporated a business. Geir choose the name Redbeets.com because the URL was available and because of its originality. Nope. I am not married to Shrute and I don't live on a red beet farm. I bet you are as happy about that as I am,... well maybe not.
After leaving the publishing industry, I focused on my dream to become a Mother and I also did the accounting for RedBeets Inc and when the two fantastically collided I became Redbeet Mama. Spoof, just like that. It was magical.
I am a happy Mama and a homemaker and I am very passionate about educating our children at home. In late 2007 my husband and I started on our journey of living more simply. Our family creed became "The more a person lives without the more a person lives within." We had a lot of things and now we have only the belongings that have meaning to us and things that we need now not later.
Through this blog I savor the moments in ways that no other creative outlet would allow me. I love being Redbeet Mama and I hope to share my love of all things Waldorf and home education with other cool Mama's and create a circle.
Welcome to my blog and namaste!