Message on a Coffee Cup

Just as my German class started this evening, a sharp-dressed man burst into the room to deliver a hot cup of coffee just for me. It was Martin on his way to his own writing class down the hall. I had to laugh when I turned the cup and saw the name on my beverage. Soooo true.

Mom Life

Martin and I got home from a Halloween party about an hour ago. Martin went straight to bed, but the baby wants to stay up and talk all about it. He discovered how to vary the volume of his voice. At the moment, he goes from loud to louder.

Slow Down

Another morning of seven people going in 20 different directions as fast as possible. According to my planner, we have down time scheduled in February. Until then, I take photos like this (from the weekend) to capture those fleeting moments when we can slow down and catch our breath and some Zzzzzzzs.  Continue reading

Together With Family

This is a photo of Martin’s mother with her seven grandchildren, taken earlier today when we attended the baptism reception for our newest little niece.

It was the first time we met Carola’s little girl. You can’t tell from here, but Junior (who is 11 weeks older) looks like a giant compared to his month-old cousin. His Oma ’bout had a heart attack when she saw him again for the first time in two months. Continue reading