She was meant to stay for only two weeks, but after falling down our stairs and fracturing her leg in three places requiring surgery and a week-long hospitalization, we let my mother-in-law stick around for just over two months.
During my check-in with our au pair today, she admitted that dinner time (which I missed due to traffic this evening) was exhausting.
“J didn’t want to eat what I made for him. He started listing the foods he WANTED to eat, but I told him none of those were options. Then C tried to negotiate with him, but he wasn’t having it. So then L tried to negotiate with him, too, but I was like, “You guys! You can’t negotiate with him!!! He eats what he gets!”
So I was like, “Amanda, aren’t you majoring in political science when you go to university? I promise, this year with my kids is going to prep you in SO MANY WAYS. Once you figure out how to wrangle them in, trust me, international politics is going to be a BREEZE.”
As if yesterday couldn’t be even more exciting, here’s the newest member of our household! This is Amanda. Her mom and I served together in the Air Force. Recently graduated, she’s spending her gap year with us before heading to university. Officially, she’s our au pair, but I warned her that she actually just joined the circus.
We’re excited to have her here, and look forward to a great year!
In the blurry morning sunlight, I see a baby who is very pleased with himself for not even needing an alarm clock to wake at 6 a.m. He just spent the past hour poking our faces, singing in our ears, and flopping his body over our limbs and heads.
Due to circumstances way beyond my control, our plans for Family Day at Frühlingsfest were a bust. Martin and the kids had spent the afternoon prepping the dirndls and lederhosen, so I even suggested they go without me when I called from work.
I mean, Martin spent hours hand-sewing ribbon back on one of the girl’s dresses! After his own day at work! Continue reading →
I didn’t have a grandpa nearby while growing up. I had my great-Uncle Don. My own grandparents had either already passed away or were living in another state, so when it came time for Grandparents Day at my elementary school, or ordering Friday night pizza for all of us, or listening to the Reds games over the radio while reading the paper, or doing all those things that grandpas do … that was my Uncle Don. Continue reading →
I call this “Apologies on a Platter.” Alpine cheese, garlic olives, and smoked meat, served to husband with red wine for convincing him that taking all four kids with us to a home & garden convention to gather flooring and kitchen ideas would be a fun adventure. Continue reading →
I got an interesting letter in the mail a few days ago. It was from Berlin, from the official German archives agency that provides military and government documentation.
On April 17, 2016, shortly after meeting Martin’s cousins for the first time and reviewing all the photos and letters they shared, I submitted a formal request for military information about Martin’s great-uncle Otto, who fought in the Wehrmacht in World War II and never came home. He was killed in action fighting the Russians, and that’s about all the family knew. Continue reading →
I’ve been working late nearly every night for the last two weeks, getting home just before bedtime, so the kids tried to pull together a surprise Valentine’s Day breakfast for me, not realizing I had an early meeting, too.