A lesson in dissection

This time of year is always a fantastic time to bone up on your scalpel skills… not that ours are particularly good to begin with. One of my fondest memories as a boy is getting dressed up and visiting the local US base (I didn’t live in the U.S.) and supplementing my candy stash. It was a lot of fun.

Three years ago we had just moved in to our apartment. October 31st rolled around when suddenly the door bell rang. Were we surprised to find two or three German kids all dressed up at the door, saying: “Süsses oder Saueres!” We were totally surprised (is Halloween here now, too?) and unprepared. Well, this year we were ready. Part of that prep was to carve our first ever pumpkin with the boys. Enjoy!

This, my boys, is the brains…
This, my boys, is the brains…
… which you cut off like so…
… which you cut off like so…
… but, you gotta get your hands in there… 
… but, you gotta get your hands in there… 
… go for it boys!
… go for it boys!
Brains are sticky!
Brains are sticky!
Spoons are also helpful.
Spoons are also helpful.
Time to do plastic surgery! Let's see… the eyes go here.
Time to do plastic surgery! Let’s see… the eyes go here.
Surgery!
Surgery!
Looks about right! :D
Looks about right! :D

New, new, new

As September has already galloped past me into mid-September, we are heading into our 4th week of school. The boys have started at a new school this year. They are officially 1st graders!! The first few weeks of new teachers, new school, new “getting up early” time, new friends to make, new expectations, new, new, new, new… the boys have bravely treaded their way through. Now, this is a lot for a 6-year-old to absorb, so almost everyday for the first 2 weeks, we would experience major explosions. Over the littlest things, too. I knew to expect something from my boys, because they don’t always do well with change, but boy, it still brought me to my knees in prayer. WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BOYS??

Once they started making friends, it was almost a change over night. Less and more infrequent blow outs. I think they are settling in. Now, I know it won’t be a cake walk from here on out, but it sure is nice knowing we are all settling in.

Bikers!

Bikers of Erfurt

The boys and I went on a biking adventure… we went places we hadn’t been before… we used muscles we didn’t know we had. How fun having a couple of boys to do this with! Enjoying a European May 1st holiday! Apparently it originated in Chicago!?

Christmas brings out the best in everyone… sort of.

December was a full month. Kristen had students over to bake Christmas cookies, Gram and Papa B came from halfway across the world to experience a German Christmas for the first time, presents were unwrapped over a 10 day period, and the boys were the somewhat disreputable shepherds in a Kindergarten Christmas play. All in all a great time, despite what some of facial expressions would suggest. 😀

We wish you all a Merry Christmas… may it be as adventurous as ours was.

Characters, every single one of them!

The kids wanted a picture of the workers decorating the main train station for Christmas.
The kids wanted a picture of the workers decorating the main train station for Christmas.

Don’t be fooled by the cuteness. Its a ploy, a plot, a clever disguise to fool the innocent and ignorant. They are characters, every one of them.

Ever since our little girl started wearing undies, she has decided that she get’s to decided whether she wears pull-ups for her nap times or not. The other day mom looks into her room and discovers that she had gone #2 in her pull-ups, and she figured she’d change herself. Let’s just say that not a few of her blankets ended up in the wash as her attempts to clean herself weren’t all that successful.

Our boy Who-scowls-at-cameras (as you can see in the pictures above) is well practiced in scowling. When there’s no camera he’s generally quite happy. Here’s a few more scowling pictures for your enjoyment.

scowl2scowl1Eye-drops are yuck

And then there’s the innocent looking one. Don’t let that innocent look fool you, though. He’ll use that look to negotiate someone else’s piece to be knocked off the board instead of his while playing Sorry!, and he tends to tangle with big steel doors and getting his finger broke in the process.

sorry

So, keep a watch out for them! You never know when they’re about to fool ya!

Welp! The Packers spanked the Bears, and the boys have glasses.

At the last physical for the boys the doctor discovered that they both seemed to have poor sight in one of their eyes. So, an eye-doctor appointment was scheduled, and sure enough, identifying anything over a few feet away seemed to be a major hurdle. As a father of two mischievous boys, I hoped they were being serious, but all evidence seemed to point to a genuine lack of 20/20. Glasses were chosen, ordered, paid for, and today they came.

Eye-drops are no fun
My eyes feel funny
Eye-drops are yuck
Eye-drops are yuck
So many choices
So many choices
How do these look?
How do these look?
Glasses-R-Us!
Glasses-R-Us!