Married Life

I call this photo “Waiting for Word.”

I told Martin that our washing machine is broke. He asked me a dozen questions.

Finally, I said, “You know? Now that I think about it, I have never touched a washing machine in my life. You better go check it out yourself.” Continue reading

Political Science Prep

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.”

You’re doing GREAT, Amanda! THANK YOU!

She’s Here!

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!

Morning Sunshine

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.

Dinner with Love

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!
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A Toast to Uncle Don

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

Family History Update

Miss C with Otto’s camera in April 2016

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