Summery update
We're catching raindrops ...
and follow in a muddy frog's footsteps.
Or is it a toad?
Dear family and friends, we have been asked time and again to create a website that will document our life in suburbia alias North Carolina! And here it is, our very humble and very pink start at turning our private into public. So wherever you are, in Germany, Israel, England, or America, you are now invited to track and share the expansion of our family. ENJOY!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Bored
Everyone seems to be on summer vacation, even the summer itself.
Our next trip is scheduled for the end of August. We don't want to give too much away but are willing to drop a couple of hints:
ferry, island, fish & chips, tasteful hats, romantic landscape.
Until then we'll be hanging out in our deserted neighborhood.
The landscape here leaves a lot to be desired.
We are basically waiting for the ferry to embark.
Ben and Lia on standbye in our neighbor's driveway.
The only two kids left in this haunted town.
One happy nut waiting for some action:
One content brother of a happy nut waiting for some action:
Two kids in a loving yet firm embrace.
Soon to share a bunk bed on a ferry.
Brown-eyed girl.
P.S. The peace and quiet portrayed in these pictures do not necessarily represent the views of the individual characters.
Everyone seems to be on summer vacation, even the summer itself.
Our next trip is scheduled for the end of August. We don't want to give too much away but are willing to drop a couple of hints:
ferry, island, fish & chips, tasteful hats, romantic landscape.
Until then we'll be hanging out in our deserted neighborhood.
The landscape here leaves a lot to be desired.
We are basically waiting for the ferry to embark.
Ben and Lia on standbye in our neighbor's driveway.
The only two kids left in this haunted town.
One happy nut waiting for some action:
One content brother of a happy nut waiting for some action:
Two kids in a loving yet firm embrace.
Soon to share a bunk bed on a ferry.
Brown-eyed girl.
P.S. The peace and quiet portrayed in these pictures do not necessarily represent the views of the individual characters.
Thursday, July 07, 2011
"Is das cool, Mama?"
My son is a talker. I can't really say when it happened, but I do remember that one morning Ben looked at me and said:
"Mama, weißt Du was? (weisuwaaas?)" and I said: "Nee, was denn?" and he just smiled at me for an answer.
So now I have two children with very firm opinions and the ability to express those. There is so much to see, so much to say. "Mama guck mal, cooler Käfer!" or "Ej, was soll das?" are sentences that totally melt my heart. And when exactly did he start to speak in full sentences? Overnight, seriously. His way of talking is the sweetest thing I've ever heard. He likes to add an "o" to words, just for special emphasis. He likes to eat "Schafskäso" and will ask for "Hilfo". He does not talk up a storm, as the saying goes, but chooses each word carefully and pauses between words. Even though he can basically say it all and flawlessly prounounces words like "Autotransporter" and "Kipplaster", he builds his sentences around his old and established baby vocabulary. A bicycle hence remains a Wackawack (Fahrrad), a motorbike is a Tockatock (Motorrad), a helicopter is a Ubdabda (Hubschrauber), and a tractor is a Kako.
And that toddler lisp? Makes a sentence like "Mama, weithuwaaath?" absolutely priceless.
These pictures were taken at the Pitpat, the playground.
And they talk for themselves.
My son is a talker. I can't really say when it happened, but I do remember that one morning Ben looked at me and said:
"Mama, weißt Du was? (weisuwaaas?)" and I said: "Nee, was denn?" and he just smiled at me for an answer.
So now I have two children with very firm opinions and the ability to express those. There is so much to see, so much to say. "Mama guck mal, cooler Käfer!" or "Ej, was soll das?" are sentences that totally melt my heart. And when exactly did he start to speak in full sentences? Overnight, seriously. His way of talking is the sweetest thing I've ever heard. He likes to add an "o" to words, just for special emphasis. He likes to eat "Schafskäso" and will ask for "Hilfo". He does not talk up a storm, as the saying goes, but chooses each word carefully and pauses between words. Even though he can basically say it all and flawlessly prounounces words like "Autotransporter" and "Kipplaster", he builds his sentences around his old and established baby vocabulary. A bicycle hence remains a Wackawack (Fahrrad), a motorbike is a Tockatock (Motorrad), a helicopter is a Ubdabda (Hubschrauber), and a tractor is a Kako.
And that toddler lisp? Makes a sentence like "Mama, weithuwaaath?" absolutely priceless.
These pictures were taken at the Pitpat, the playground.
And they talk for themselves.
Ben, weisuwas? We love you too.
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