Advent season

I find myself with thoughts of preparation, though out the Advent season.

I make myself lists, because my brain is so full of “things to do.”

First, there is the preparing of our house! Decorations, lights!

(I have to keep track of the little Nativity Set pieces this year… someone keeps walking off with baby Jesus.)

Then there is the baking preparations…YUM!

Gingerbread Biscotti
Stollen – a German Christmas sweet bread


Preparing for the birth of our Savior Jesus – Immanuel “God with us”

First Advent – Our little girl’s kindergarten lit the first candle on Domplatz in Erfurt, Germany.

Through this Advent season, I am reminded of the wonderful gifts God has given us. Most importantly, His son, who comes swaddled and ready to be opened and welcomed into our hearts. He brings hope, joy, and peace to our weary souls. He fills the deepest longings within us. He satisfies that unquenchable thirst within us. He fills us overflowing, so that we can share His gift with those around us. He brings light into the darkness. And when we have “opened” His gift, we can be His light – we aren’t to keep this gift to ourselves…

“This little light of mine, I’m going to let it shine.

Hide it under a bushel, NO! I’m going to let it shine!”

I am also so thankful for my family.

Time spent together…

Enjoying this season together.

Passing on this Gift to them.



Putting the kids to work! Helping our church tear down after service.
Daddy date… Fanta and Spaghetti!
Daddy date… Fanta and Schnitzel!
Everyone loves riding bikes!
Our son, the future street musician.
Bike ride on a sunny fall afternoon.

1 year!

Happy first birthday to my sweet,

bottom scootin’,

‘knows what she wants,’

baby girl!

We love you!!

So many posts…

I just want to start out by saying, there have been so many (so, SO many) posts I have been meaning to write (like since before Christmas), and I just haven’t made it to my computer to write them. I have taken pictures with my phone, thinking: “This will be a good post,” trying to encourage myself, to remember, to sit down and POST!

Well, needless to say, that obviously did not happen.

I might one day do a really long post, with all the pictures I’ve taken. Or post individual posts that are way out of date. I’ll keep you posted. Ha! 😉

Now let me start. Today.

Today is my boys’ 8th birthday. WOW!

They were awoken by a birthday Skype serenade… horns tooting, birthday song, “Good morning boys!!” and all, by Gram and Papa B. What a way to start the day! Celebrate!

I dropped the boys off at school, each with their own brownies (per their request) and apple slices to share with the kids. Each awaited a surprise at their desk. 🙂

(Please excuse the blurry pictures… dim lighting, holding a baby, old phone. Excuses, excuses!!)

At home, I’ve been eagerly preparing for their celebration tonight. A key lime pie is waiting in my refrigerator, along with chocolate cupcakes, with chocolate frosting and sprinkles to be enjoyed after dinner tonight. Oh, and birthday meal of choice: homemade Mac n’ Cheese. (A favorite of the boys at the moment). Presents are laid out… and have definitely been eyed. 😉 I think that is what they are most excited about – besides turning 8.

Happy birthday sweet boys! Your mom and dad love you like crazy!!

The surest measure of the passage of time

Children, in my mind, are the surest measure of the passage of time. The start squatty and small, yet day be day (with some love and some food) they grow… and grow and grow and grow.
Before you know it,
they look like sausages stuffed in too-small clothing,
they are bumping both the top and the bottom of a bed,
they are grabbing everything within reach,
they are creeping across the floor like… like the slow steady creep of time itself.

And so, I’ve come full circle… if you want to keep track of time, have a baby.

Villers la Ville Abbey

Traveling does have its perks. One of the places I was able to see a few days ago on a work trip is Villers Abbey. I have visited numerous times over the years and it is apparent that they are actively working on restoring large portions of the ruins. Its always been a thoughtful place for me, a place to walk in silence, to observe, to think and consider.