For some Daddy Daughter time, Jon and I baked cookies with Tanzen and Alina to hand out. Many disasters were narrowly averted, and the cookies would have been quite “interesting” had not the girls kept us on the right track.
The last three weeks have been a mixture of excitement, dread, encouragement, fear, cultural adaptation, frustration, adventure, and growth.
Today and the next few days I will be posting pictures and thoughts on the main events.
Three weeks ago relatives arrived from England. We had spent time with them in their home near the Thames back in 2010, and now they got to visit us! It was a lot of fun to show them around, have Martin participate in Conversational English (our accents are a little different), and enjoy their company.
Can anyone offer any suggestions on how to keep Elli, Tanzen’s stuffed elephant, from talking during nap time? Tanzen tells us that Elli keeps talking to her and keeping her up, even after Tanzen shushes her.
I have little to no experience with reasoning with stuffed elephants who refuse to stop talking, so any recommendations would be helpful.
We have become the parents that every child despises. You know, the ones who wait to pull out dessert until after the little ones go to sleep. (Insert maniacal laugh here)
Last week we celebrated Tanzen’s birthday with our Ponferrada friends. We had a great time (even if Jon got extra help on “Pin the Nose on Olaf”)!
Today is the day that we celebrate life. We celebrate the life of Tanzen who is adding another year to her life. And we celebrate the life of Crystal, who has received one more good gift from the Father above, the gift of breath, thought, feeling, and smile.
It was three years ago today that Tanzen entered this unprotected world, and it was three years ago that Crystal almost left it. But she didn’t.
So we celebrate. We pray a prayer of thanksgiving to the Maker for he has seen fit to give our family another year.
We have been packing up everything over the past week in order to move to Europe. Tanzen has been in the middle of it all, putting things in suitcases and taking things out. That is her way of helping, keeping our minds sharp by mixing up our sell and save piles.
Last night we got home from church and Tanzen looks up and says, “Oh no! We forgot to go to Spain!”
Yes…We must have forgotten to go to Spain while we ran errands.