A Glimpse into the Thoughts & Imaginings of Vibeke Hiatt
He is a few months shy of a year old, but already Friendly Boy is the long-suffering little brother. Happy Boy pulls him around as they “play,” happily smothering Friendly Boy with love. He piles on blankets and pillows, pretending they are a baby machine, ocean waves, or mountain caves. Mommy has to intervene so … Read more
Originally Published April 2018 The library. A magical realm where everything is possible. A place of quiet where imagination is unbound. A repository of knowledge where questions are answered. As a girl, I wanted to live in the library. As a woman, I still feel the same. I can imagine a small room with a … Read more
Friendly Boy has been charming everyone around him since birth. The nurses who took his measurements just minutes into his life couldn’t get enough of his big eyes and tall frame. He only cried when he was hungry, and even then only in a polite way. Happy Boy was excited to meet his brother and, … Read more
It started at Mormor’s house. Their 5-year-old cousin took some puzzles out of the toy cabinet and asked Happy Boy if he wanted to do them together. Happy Boy nodded. Once his cousin showed him how they worked, he was transfixed. For a couple of hours he put together one puzzle after another, even after … Read more
Happy Boy and Sassy Girl are best friends. They have been since the day they met. When Mommy and Daddy brought Sassy Girl home from the hospital, Happy Boy couldn’t stop talking about her—in his unintelligible, 1 1/2-year-old way. Of course, she couldn’t do much at that age. Happy Boy could hardly wait until she … Read more
Last week, my husband and I took our children to visit my maternal grandmother (Mormor) in central Utah. She has a comfortable home filled with love and we always enjoy our visits with her. I also took a copy of a story to give to her that I wrote about an experience I once had … Read more
Bjørnen spiser æbler med anden. The bear eats apples with the duck. Manden løber langt væk, da han ser brødknive på bordet. The man runs far away when he sees bread knives on the table. Familien svømmer fra Danmark til Amerika. The family swims from Denmark to America. Last summer, I started talking with a … Read more
I love Christmas. It’s my second-favorite holiday. Even though our finances are tighter now than they have ever been before, I still enjoy the feeling the holiday brings. I’m entering a new phase now, too: the mother of a child who is excited about each new thing he learns about Christmas. From the Christmas lights … Read more
“I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don’t know what I did before that. Just loafed I suppose.” – P.G. Wodehouse My first book was a children’s book, inspired by the birth of my brother when I was in Kindergarten. I couldn’t spell yet, so I dictated the story to my … Read more