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
I took my son Jaz out to run errands with me today. We got groceries, school supplies, and some ice cream, and then I asked if he would help me pick out some cute winter gear for his little brother. Continue reading
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
Another night at Fest! This time, my cousin’s family joined us, too. We actually found a table in one of the beer tents a few hours before the crazy crowds showed up. We got drinks, food, and at one point, our little cousin was up dancing on the bench. Continue reading
Ohhh, Gott im Himmel! We just bought a house. A beautiful house on a hill overlooking the Swabian Alps. We signed the papers this morning in downtown Stuttgart. Continue reading
We are the family four-eyes. Partners in crime who are kinda blind. Fortunately, she could keep her beloved purple frames, but with new lenses.
She was shocked when she put them on. “Whoa! Everything is so clear and popping out!” She didn’t realize things were getting fuzzy, and that her reading glasses weren’t cutting it anymore. We didn’t realize it either. Learn from our parenting fail: stay on top of those eye exams if you have little ones, and especially if poor vision runs in the family! Continue reading
Martin and I were out of town this weekend for our marketing class. As soon as we got home last night, I made a beeline for the kids. I gotta get in their faces and hug and love on them, but the older three only tolerate about ten seconds of it.
This one, though, is all about the face smooshes. He even leans in for them now. And? He smells better than his siblings, too. Continue reading
Setting my weekday alarm clock for anything later than 5:30 a.m. is absolutely an example of relentless optimism that I may, indeed, need to be roused from a deep and restful sleep. Ha! As if I really need the help getting up so early! Thanks to the baby and these three earlybirds who can’t wait to get to school, I really don’t need the alarm. Continue reading
Vintage desert cammie baby! I think that particular print has been out of reg for at least a decade.
We went to Fest together as a family this year.
All six of us. (Plus our au pair.) As I shared the photos online, I braced myself for the feedback.