Tuesday, January 19, 2010

December 12 was the longest day of the year for us! We woke up at 3 am Germany time to make our 6am flight, and arrived at my parents home at 7pm (3am Germany time). We had 20 hours of actual travel time, the last 1 hour of which was spent sleeping. You get to a point when you are just too tired to sleep! We were all so exhausted that we made the transition easily into bed around 9. Easy. East to West...always doable. Except for one morning when I woke up at 3am, the transition was effortless.



My gifted mother and sister turned an empty room into a magical room for the 4 grandkids. This tent covered 4 sweet sleeping places and twinkle lights dangled from the middle. The amenities included a cd player, manger scene, mini-christmas tree and name cards on the front of the door. It didn’t always work, of course, to have the kids all sleeping together in here—and more than once, Ben and I fell asleep next to the kids. My favorite memory of this room was when each of my 3 younger siblings all came in on our last night there and excitedly told the kids they cared for them and that they would miss them.




Jill my sister in law is a photographer (jillthomasphotography.com) and has recently switched from digital to film. She is so talented and offered to take our family picture! Though this is not the picture my parents will hang on the wall (or might they….), I thought it captured well the personality of my fam.




My brother Sam holds a sweet spot in my Christmas 2009 memory. There were many times that I saw him playing with our kids or helping them. There is nothing sweeter than knowing that your siblings love your children too.




My mom gives the kids ornaments each year as their snowman gift. Here is a Thomas tradition that I absolutely love. My mom decorates a room with just snowmen things. She picks a special gift for each of her kids and in-law kids to represent something that they have experienced in the past year. She writes beautiful poetic letters to match the gift and explain what it means. It is something that we all look forward to every year and it makes Christmas just a little sweeter.




Lexi, my parents oversized horse-dog towers over most small children. Her tail swings at the same level of Natalee’s face which explains Natalee’s morbid fear of this sweet dog for the first week of our stay. By the end of the week, they were best friends.




Typical scene at the Thomas home. Balderdash cards. Crumpled up paper. Treats.





Okay, Jenga does sound kind of lame I know—but we had SUCH a blast playing. This game went on and on, and yours truly made the fatal move.



Christmas tradition that never dies—Gingerbread houses. This year we went for blue house theme, combined with Asian flair. (??) Gingerbreadhouse making in my family becomes somewhat of a competition and we usually fail—but we love admiring my siblings' houses!







Intermission during the Nutcracker Ballet at my old highschool. The 3 children pictured below are: Noah, our 4 year old nephew. He looks like a wild man there, eh? He is such a cute boy—loves to talk and loves Spiderman. Bentley is the other blonde dancing with our brunette. I was so pleased that these 2 girls, though 18 months apart, became such good friends on this trip. It is hard when kids are just 3 and 4 to really connect with each other. This was the first year that they really clicked. I often saw them walking around holding hands and being all girly together. Love it!









My super fabulous 20 year old sister Sydnee. She lives in LA, goes to school at the Fashion Institute of Design Management. She was a nanny for a while, so we exchanged many child rearing woe-stories…but has since seen a new light and is going to be working for my sister in law as a photography assistant. Though so many years apart in age, different religious beliefs, and in different stages of life, we connect and love each other and I am so grateful for her. We went to the Improv, a comedy club by the university, drank virgin daqueries and laughed at lame jokes. (“you should totally GET IT!!”)




Our sweet girls in front of my mom’s house in Phoenix.




These are the Farrows--Ken and Sue. The almost-empty nesters. Ken is an engineer. He has a contagious laugh and is really easy to talk to. He loves to hold his grandkids and was often seen just sitting and holding his newest granddaughter. His greatest accomplishment is of course raising my husband. I will always be grateful for this man--he has made such a difference in my life. Sue is a financial secretary part time and a mother of one last 17 year old-boy at home. She is helpful and thoughtful beyond comparison and does so many little things to help us know she cares. She is skilled at quilting and crocheting, and has given many-a- quilts to the girls and we love them!





My sport-loving husband lucked out and got tickets to 2 different football games while we were there. Football airs in Germany almost next to never, so Ben got his fill for the year (er…maybe not the whole year)




We took family pictures illegally on a golf course. Downtime proved productive for my father in law, who aptly depicted with golf balls how the photography session was going.




What are uncles for? Keeping my kids entertained and occupied while there is nothing else to do!! Mark, Bryan and Greg are fun, playful and enduring. These guys hold a special place in the hearts of Natalee and Kaitlyn.




One of the highlights of the trip to Arizona was meeting cousin Brenna. Natalee, already obsessed with babydolls, immediately went to Brenna the first morning we were there. I sat in awe and wondered….what would it be like to have a calm infant?




One of my favorite nights at the Farrows was when we stayed up til 130 am playing Settlers of Catan. Sue, my mother in law always wins games, so I was not surprised when she won this one!



I always give Ben and his dad a hard time for talking with their hands so much. Like father, like son! These guys like to talk and I love that!






One of our nights with the Farrows was spent up in Payson at a cabin. It was decorated in German fashion, actually, and was also called "Das Waldhaus"! We felt so right at home! We played card games, did fondue, and did a murder mystery game. Kaitlyns favorite feature was the preserved deer that hung on the wall. She named it Rudolph.




One of the best parts of our trip was going out onto Saguaro Lake with Mark and Greg, Bens 2 brothers. Mark owns a few jet skis as a business, and he needed an excuse to get them out on the water. It was a warm day—probably 70 degrees, but the water was quite chilly. One crooked turn on the jetski brought a huge splash of water onto my leg, so I had to roll up my pant leg and borrow Marks water shoes. I had fun, though I have to admit, going 40 mph on a jet ski was a bit scary for me. I took my turn driving the ski as well, probably only getting up to 25mph, making turns that a grandma would laugh at. It was so beautiful—where else can someone go jet skiing in the winter besides Arizona?




Our trip ended on January 6 and we continue to feel the effects of leaving.

They are 3-fold.


1.We miss our families terribly and have experienced a deeper longing for them returning back to Germany than our initial trip here over a year ago. We know what life is like here without them. That made leaving harder. It might be safe to say that we will probably not be living here the full 5 years. Our hearts couldn't take it!


2. Sleep, oh sleep. Why can't you just come to us in a pretty little package? I will never forget one night, watching Barney with my girls at 2am. Kaitlyn trooped the whole night out without shutting her eyes once. Later on that next evening, she was a zombie. To this day, 2 weeks after returning, we fight the jet lag demons and hope that they will soon go and haunt someone else!


3. Yin and Yang, hot and cold. 70 degrees in Phoenix. Too warm to wear long sleeves during the day. 35 degrees and snow in Düsseldorf--and the sun has shown its face once since we have been back.


{Arriving in Düsseldorf}

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Parks & Paris

Who knew that fun could be so cheap? Forget Disneyland, head to Irrland (not to be confused with Ireland)! 4 Euros a person and the kids had the time of their lives. We may have had a little fun too...



Sockless and shoeless child. Pretty typical I would say for Natalee. She hates clothes, jackets and shoes. Actually, her socks got wet in a rain puddle so sockless-shoeless was the next best alternative!




The girls enjoyed watching and helping a cow get milked.




The barn was complete with brown horse, baby pigs and a spider web in the corner. One of Kaitlyn's favorite movies is Charlotte's web and so they were happy to see it all in the flesh!





Ben and I took a trip to Paris at the end of September. I have posted several of the pictures on Facebook, but I wanted to also put a few here. Our great friends who already have three girls of their own babysat the girls for us and we had a nice romantic getaway. We flew, but later realized that it would have made just as much sense to drive! We arrived at the airport at 9:30 am and finally arrived at our hotel at 2:30. Distance to travel by car from Düsseldorf to Paris: 5 hours. Oh well, live and learn.

This is what we did much of the time. That and ascending and descending stairs by the Metro. We bought an all inclusive pass for the metro that allowed us to go to all the Arondissements. It was 80 euros for 2 passes, but it was worth it, considering the many times we went in and out of the metro turnstyles.




Though not one of the more famous sites in Paris, I treasure this place more than all the others. Ben and I packed a picnic in a plastic bag and biked around a large park just right to the east of the periphery of France. We found a quiet spot near the rose garden , ate our bread and cheese and tarts, and just talked about our childhoods and things we want to do in our lives. It was so nice to be outside of the tourist saturated parts of Paris.



When you think of food in France, what comes to mind? For us it was crepes and also delicacies such as frog legs. The frog legs tasted like they came from a half fish -half chicken creature. The crepes tasted like melt in your mouth-heaven!



Piano concert in the oldest Catholic church in Paris. Beethoven and Chopin...cant get much more beautiful than that!


Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Murder Mystery Dinner

In only a matter of 4 days, we transformed our house into an English Manor and hosted a murder mystery dinner theater party. We invited 18 women from church, hoping that if women were made to speak with an English accent and act silly, that the walls of social separation would fall to the ground. While I'm not sure if that goal was fully realized, I think the girls had a great time and felt of my care for them. It is challenging to bring 2 cultures together and additionally challenging bringing people together who are in a variety of life circumstances. I still think friendships can be developed despite walls, barriers, and stereotypes.


SO, here's some pictures from the night:


Entry way. Each guest stopped here, read the description of the mystery and got their assigned character.




Each table setting had a rose,a name card, a script, and a description of their character.
The menu: we had Cucumber sandwiches for appetizer; Roast Beef, roasted potatoes for the main course;to drink, fresh sqeezed lemonade (not really English, but it was tasty!) and for dessert we had an English trifle. Our guests were treated well and had their food brought to them.


I downloaded the script from merrimysteries.com so I didn't have to get too creative on my own. Preparations were hard enough! This girl on the left had an authentic English accent, she having lived in England for 4 years. She put my attempts, and some others', to shame! Germans are taught British English here and so their English came out naturally sounding all spiffy.





Ben played our rich, handsome murder victim and was the star of the night. He hammed it up, and made us all laugh, just like usual! The joke of the night, however, came as we discussed how it would appear if someone walked into our party. If they knew we were Mormons, they might just think Ben was having dinner with all of his many wives!
We had a lot of fun. I think in another life, I would've liked to have become a professional party planner!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Apples and Walks

Our little apple tree in the front yard was drooping, weighed down by heavy apples. So, we harvested them to lighten its burden a little bit. It is still droopy. Fall then winter will come, the leaves will fall and then the branches will harden. It will be an ugly little tree for a while, but next spring it will blossom and in summer it will give us delicious fruit again. For now, getting closer to the end of summer, we will peel the apples and make some apple strudel and give it to our neighbors, for surely they have laughed at our poor little droopy tree for several months now.



I have loved the chance to experience seasons once more in my life. After living in Arizona for so long, I had forgotten about them...and I had also forgotten what life lessons the seasons can teach. For me, the summer has taught me to enjoy the beautiful days because surely cold and rainy ones will come. One might never think, especially someone from Arizona, that a summer could be cold, but I assure you that we have worn coats on more than one occasion since summer began. Sometimes I live in the "summers of life", days with little rain and long periods of daylight and I ignorantly believe that the rain will never come. If I knew for a fact that it would never rain, I would not enjoy the beautiful, clear blue days. So, once again, seasons have taught me that if there were not opposition in all things, there would be no joy.



After 2 weeks, this handsome fellow is finally headed back to work after a lung infection (unspecified). He spent 2 weeks at home with us and, though he is still coughing like a smoker, he is returning to "real life". He starts teaching early morning seminary next week and also recently was asked to teach 2 times a month in Elders Quorum. Between the 2 of us, we have 14 people/families to visit each month for visiting and home teaching. And then of course my calling in the ward keeps me a little busy. We love our ward and we love to help others, and we know that it will bring only blessings to us...even if we are in a mental institution when its all over. ;)



Here we are, 4 of the 6 American women in our Düsseldorf Ward. Together, the 6 of us contribute 19 of the 30 or so primary children. We had a fun summer BBQ at the church the other day, complete with steaks, face painting and water balloons! Fun!




This is Rachel--a single, recently engaged girl that we put up in our house for 3 weeks. The girls really loved her and she helped us out a lot. She's back in the motherland now!


Our 80's rocker-look alike. This little girl loves to go and wash her hair in the guest bathroom and she came out one day looking so darn hilarious. She is just so hygenic. Now if only we could get her to stop drawing on walls and ripping pages out of library books!!



Crew of children on our block. Kaitlyn is frequently on the street or running from house to house with them. Its been great for her...she has fun and her German is progressing well .

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Schwaeger

Ben's 2 brothers paid us a visit last month! That was really the highlight of our summer! The girls love Mark and Greg....well, we all do, but they are especially fond of them.
This is Greg. He's almost 17.
They were both so happy!

And here's Mark. 27, very cute, fun guy... available. Wink wink!

Mark and Greg slept in Kaitlyn's room...so they heard the girls wake up before we did. Almost every morning, they were up early with them while we lazy bums slept in! We were so spoiled!!


Kaitlyn Burrito. Yummy!


We had a lot of German food while the boys were here. One of the German specialties we enjoyed at home was Quark (pronounced Qvark). Quark is like yogurt and cream cheese mixed together. You blend it with whipping cream and some fruit. Lecker!!


Here's what we did while they were here:

Burg Eltz. Major workout in and out of the valley to this castle. We did a tour and enjoyed it (as much as one can enjoy a castle tour with a 2 and 4 year old).


Düsselstrand, a.k.a., one of the many indoor pools here in Düsseldorf

(side note)Men and boys here like to wear skimpy speedos. Its really fun going to public swimming pools. Plenty of flesh for all to see!



Bike ride in the woods of Ratingen. It started to rain so the crew had to come back and gear up. The rain didn't stop them!!


Boat ride on the Rhein, the river that cuts through the middle of Düsseldorf

The Düsseldorf Rheinturm. 170 meters or so up to the top where we enjoyed pizza and amazing views of the whole area.



I could not even come close to these windows without wanting to faint. Kids have no idea that these windows could just break at any moment. ;)


Couldn't resist putting this lovely picture of Kaitlyn in! This is at the Italian ice cream store in our town.










Friday, June 12, 2009

Newness

I haven't written much about this, but I have felt like I could use this experience as an opportunity to share my beliefs about the church and about why we do what we do.

In March, I was asked by the bishop to be the temporal and spiritual leader of the women's organization (Relief Society in English. Frauenhilfsvereinigung in German). As you know, my German is a work in progress. On top of the language barrier, there also exists a cultural one. I am only 27 and have had no "experience" as a leader of an organization. The list of reasons why I shouldn't have been called as the FHV leiter could go on.

I doubted and asked, why in the world would the Lord ask ME to do such a task?

A friend, who doesn't share my same beliefs, created more doubt in my mind and told me that it was crazy and that I should ask for a different calling. I explained to her that the Lord's ways are not our ways, His thoughts, not ours. It helped me to be able to say that outloud.

Another friend, firm in the faith, exhorted me to not look at myself as the leader, but as the servant.

I believe that the bishop of our ward is inspired and listens to Heavenly Father through the Holy Ghost...and then he chooses. I also had to do my own "finding out" and did that through prayer. As I prayed to know that this was right and also, who my counselors (assistants) should be, I had very peaceful feelings come over me. These opportunities that we are given in our church to serve are no doubt for our own growth and the growth of those we serve. I have seen this already in the past 3 months. I have felt myself spending more time praying and reading the words of God, contained in the scriptures. I think more about other people than before. I feel a love developing for each indiviudual.

I always thought my life would really be turned upsidown because of this calling...but it has stayed much the same--I still have time to play with the kids, go on dates with Ben, do the laundry, be on facebook, call my family, etc. The Lord has expanded my time and has also taught me how to balance that time.

Here we are at the temple in Frankfurt.We went together, feeling this was a good way to begin our service. Lena (left), me, Michaela