Friday, September 16, 2016

SEPTEMBER VISITORS

The first day of September, my grandparents arrived in Germany! We were so excited and happy to have them visit. And I think Jane is still adjusting to not having the undivided attention of at least one adult, at all times. We went all over Germany it seemed! For some reason, the camera stars were not aligned for most of the time, because I left my memory card in the computer. So, only iPhone pics! 

Although I did remember to bring the camera WITH the memory card when we went to Pottenstein: a cute little town 45 minutes away that we accidentally and serendipitously discovered is home of the largest and yummiest Schnitzel in all the land. They could not stop raving and suddenly understoof why Julie Andrews proclaimed in a song that Schnitzel is one of her favorite things. It's one of theirs now, too :)
Of course we did the paddle boats- we watched little baby ducks dive down into the kelpy water over, and over. This was the event that will forever be remembered as the one where Lyla learned how to QUACK. And it's the cutest thing in the world.
^^ that was taken after we had already eaten about half of it. It was a darn big schnitzel!
 This was my grandma the whole time they were here. On the ground playing with Jane. In this picture they are playing the Memory Game. THE very cards I played with at my grandma's house when I was Jane's age. So proud :)

Every morning Jane would go down and wake up my grandma and grandpa and talk their ears off, or force them to lay on the ground while she "doctors" them with her fake thermometer and shot. She was in HEAVEN ordering around playing with my grandparents.

We drove up to Dresden and Bastei Bridge for the weekend. The day where Jane was introduced to a fit bit and also the day that she became out of this world motivated to get as many steps as possible. Well, we kept track and she racked up SEVEN MILES on that bad boy. And I kid you not, most of those miles were running. Like, more than half. No idea where this energy came from because she usually whines after about 2 minutes of walking at the grocery store that her "wegs huwwwt" (legs hurt). Hopefully she has some of those Andersen running genes!
The views were unbeateable.


Bastei bridge was breath-taking and I'm so glad we were able to go! The next day, we walked around the city of Dresden and gave my grandparents a mini tour. You'd think we would be worried about trekking around Europe with my grandparents but they keep up with us like it's no big deal! They are in such good shape still, it's insane. 

We went on a few other little excursions the next week, and Jeff took them to Prague for a day as well. (DUH) It was so SO nice to have them, and to host them. Heaven knows they have done more for me in my life than I could ever give back to them. We had some good times but also some straight up German times, like when we tried to go to 3 different restaurants that were all closed because the owners were on a 2 week vacation. HA. Or when we got lost in a big city, or got sent on a detour that winds through about 17 different SMALL german towns with two-way roads that are barely wide enough for one vehicle. That's Germany for you. 


Tuesday, September 13, 2016

MOMS SHOULD NOT GET SICK

I personally hold a very strong belief that it should be illegal, or against all laws of nature, for moms to get sick. But nature and the law are not on my team today, because I am sicker than a dog and I have a hoarse voice and about 5 separate mountains of tissues scattered throughout the house to prove it. My whole life I've had the immune system of a champion but this whole having 2 kids thing apparently did a number on my once nearly un-tainted record. Ever since we've lived here, I've been sick probably 8 times. That's a lot for a momma who has no family around! And jeff is not out of town this week, but he is in a job transition and it is anticipated that he will be gone until around 9pm every night. So, for all intents and purposes, he IS out of town. The only thing he is good for right now is for being the recipient of pathetic texts like this: "HONESTLY DON'T KNOW HOW I WILL SURVIVE TODAY!"

I'm probably being sooooo dramatic and will regret writing this one day. But this is kinda therapeutic right now, so sue me. Both girls (who are also both sick) are asleep right now. Hallelujah. Although this means that Jane will be up and ready to PAR-TAY until about 10 pm tonight. I will not be saying hallelujah then, but we will cross that bridge when we come to it.

I've been the lousiest mom today. There have been a few times where I was able to conjure up enough positive thoughts and forged feelings of "energy" to get up and feed my kids, or change diapers (7 poopy ones today between the 2 of them in case you were curious), and all those necessities. But by the time I have a plate of food in front of them, it's all I can do to stumble across the room and throw myself onto the couch. Then I lay there for awhile and try to rest; my girls are playing and I will hear the very distinct sound of utter destruction. But I keep my eyes closed anyways, and only then do I admit to myself that some stupid virus has forced me into an alternate universe where destruction just isn't as important as staying on the couch. And I tell myself that any moment, my mom will walk through the door to clean up the mess. That would be glamorous, but my life is just anything but glamorous today.

I do have to give myself a few pats of the back because I was feeling almost as bad yesterday, and I packed up my crew and took them to the beach, made a healthy dinner, and brought it to jeff. Today, my accomplishments consist of: keeping my children fed, alive, changed, and playing a few games with Jane. One of those games was a mom-win because I asked Jane if we could play doctor. She happily obliged, told Lyla that her new name was "Dr. Jane" and then proceeded to stick a toy thermometer in my mouth repeatedly, and then informing me that I have a fever, something I already very well knew. "Ohhh, poor mom!" she says. Her sympathy is very fleeting though because the next minute she is prying my eyes open with her fingers and saying: "No sleeping mom! you're better now. I fixed you"! So, the Dr. Jane game definitely back-fired.

These are the hard days, but I've done this long enough to know there is a light at the end of this tunnel. Anyways, here are some pictures that are unrelated, but cute nonetheless. Taking me back to a happy day where I had energy, and stamina.

 Blue eyes and buck teeth :) 
 Spotted: a dog


I have an hour and a half until I have to be dressed and presentable at an army troop BBQ, so I gotta go mentally prepare for that.....................................................k bye.


P.S. I've been getting A LOT more of views on my blog lately. I can't figure out why. Robots? Google searches gone wrong? It might be blogger just totally being messed up....or it could be actual people reading my blog? IDK, I haven't been doing any advertising or anything different so I'm seriously confused. So, if you are actually reading this you should comment.


Thursday, September 1, 2016

for my girls





This world is scary. There is just no denying it. There are days when I'm terrified of what it is becoming. Most days I try to stay on the bright side, but then another devastating newsflash sweeps the nation.  Another act of violence, of hatred. I admit my enormous ignorance, but I do understand that there are people in other places that experience hatred and violence on a normal, every day basis. How can I protect my sweet, innocent girls from the corruption and confusion of this world?

Well, first of all, I can teach them, and show them, and tell them the stories of all of our travels and experiences. We've met people from all over the world. We've sat down with refugees as they related their devastating tale. I've seen the good. I've seen the hand of God. Everywhere. We all have.

So, how can I shield them from all that bad stuff? I guess the better question, and the more realistic one, is this: how can I send my girls out into this world, equipped with the armor they need to protect themselves from the evil, and to even dispel it with light and goodness?

I canNOT protect them from everything. And even if I could, they really wouldn't be living. What I CAN do is try my very hardest to create a home where the love they feel from their parents, and most importantly, their Savior, is stronger than any evil.

I can try to live with a smile on my face, a smile that is derived from my true source of joy. And teach them that my JOY comes from my knowledge that we are all children of a loving Heavenly Father. He will give us the strength we need to fight this battle. He will be on our side until the very end, and His love and guidance will remind us that good will always trump evil. That's not to say He will stop every trial and affliction from happening. Because he gave us the gift of agency, and honors that gift. He won't take away another person's ability to act out on deeply painful feelings. But he can comfort and engulf us in His love when we are so sadly affected by the choices of others.

Please remember that, dear girls, and you will be able to overcome any sorrow, frustration, depression, or anger that will ever threaten your happiness. Remember, and smile.


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