Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Sunday, October 16, 2016
Our first home in Denver wasn't exactly right for us. But we still had adventures and joy. Especially the amazing pre-school that our children started at create remarkable change for both of our children that meant a lot to both the Mr. and I.
One of the best times remain when we all climb into bed on a weekend morning and just goof around.
PJ created his own laptop so that he could work in his office while I was also working in my office. The benefit of working from an office at home.
Saturday, October 15, 2016
Our little girl celebrated her third birthday. It was full of wonderful moments of joy and big surprises.
First thing she got dressed up as a princess.
Then she insisted on a picture with her big brother to share her excitement.
The first gift was also from big brother who decorated the outside of the box himself.
It is a wohnmobile just like what Granny and Grandpa live in!
Later that day, she got to see her big gift: a massive doll house. The Mr. and I gave her the doll house and then the families got together to gift her all the furniture inside. She was so excited and as the day went on and more rooms filled up, she got even more excited.
Before the party started, we got to skype with Oma and Opa. Again I was reminded of how grateful I am for technology that helps us remain connected.
For her birthday she requested a purple cake with hearts. Mommy delivered!
Our Colorado based family came for the party. We grilled meats and had homemade mac'n'cheese upon request and some fruits and salads. Even a dear friend of mine from college who just moved to Denver joined us!
It was a wonderful day. And now we have a three year old in our family again.
I'm still so thankful for this little one. What a wonderful addition to our family and our home. Thanks for choosing me as your mommy!
Friday, October 14, 2016
My first mother's day in Colorado was a massive hit. What an amazing set of memories. I'm posting these very late and with warm feelings in my heart.
We were still staying with Uncle Frannie & Aunt Kiwi. The kids woke up and spotted some bunnies in the backyard.
Then they surprised me with a gorgeous card that I still have on my desk all these months later.
Yep, I cried.
Then we popped into our rental car and drove up I-70 and into the snow towards Breckenridge.
There we ate pancakes bigger than our heads.
There, we explored the city and the amazing outdoor wonderful. The children blossomed in the fresh air, the playful area, and the chillier air.
We struggled to get the kids from these chairs. I still think we should get some of these for home.
Right before we took off, we visited the "coolest playground ever!' and got some pictures. All of my mothers' days have been wonderful; this was by far the best. Mountains seem to bring out the best in us.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Wow - another blog post that was never published. International relocation is more time consuming that I could imagine! Enjoy, with very short picture descriptions.
The first morning there was SNOW. It was awesome.
While staying with my brother and sister in law, we took a walk and the Mr. showed PJ how to throw a football.
The first weekend we were in town, we went over to Red Rocks. Gorgeous. Gorgeous. Gorgeous.
We enjoyed the grown-up company with grown-up beverages.
The kids enjoyed the goofying around and loud fun with Uncle Frannie and Ike (the wonder dog!)
Within two days, Bean had already learned the most important aspects to being Uncle Frannie: settle into the couch; cell phone close in hand; hands behind the head; and chill.
Ike wasn't always totally excited about the noise. Little guy seemed to often to say, "THIS, again?!?"
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
**whoops - quite a number of posts didn't publish. Here they come, waaaay overdue!**
This post is already a month overdue. Change is hard, people.
Our last few weeks in Germany were full of goodbyes and see-ya-laters. There were so many and I didn't do a great job of getting pictures.
|PJ on his last playdate with his bestest friend.|
|She also left Germany.|
|Me holding a dear friend's gorgeous baby.|
Two weeks of sorting and throwing away, giving away so that we could focus in. For me, it was 13 years. For my husband, his entire life.
The movers came. Our stuff went.
We handed our gorgeous home into new hands. There were tears. We spent a week with Oma & Opa. There was much laughter as well as some tears.
In the end, we ended up with two cards packed with people & stuff.
At the airport our family came with us. We all treasured those last gorgeous moments together before the big change really took place.
Then we boarded our first plane. We were nervous (the Mr and I) and excited (PJ and Bean).
We survived - with no sleep - all the way to Iceland. We made our next flight.
And settled in.
...with just an hour to go, the kids finally fell asleep.
And we landed. In Denver. Home. Some of us were more excited than others. Some of us were more exhausted than others. Direct correlation, there.
And invaded my brother and sister-in-laws home for two weeks. There was much love, mess, and sleep. There was a lot of laughter and a lot of tears.
Change is hard. Cultural change is hard. The kids have defiantely handled this better than the adults. But that's a story for another day.