Baby has a stinky [and other daily happenings 22.01.2012]

Big Ive decided her baby doll had a stinky diaper.  She got out one of her diapers, the wipes, started unsnapping the doll’s onsie.  She even got the wipe out and started wiping the doll.  Good thing she’s not really diapering that doll–the diaper was the size of the doll.  :)

I love this kid.


Little E is almost crawling at 5.5 months.  She gets up on her hands and knees and rocks.  Sometimes she pushes up to her toes and hands.  She’s not crawling, yet, but she sure does manage to get around.  When we were in Hamburg last weekend LOML made his bet that it would be 3.5 weeks for her to crawl.  I said before my parents get here next weekend.  It is looking more and more like I’ll win this one.

I love this kid.

And I’m afraid of what this means for our future here in Haus Miller.  We are not prepared for a crawler.


This morning at church Big Ive decided she needed to sit and lay down in the aisle.  I guess she couldn’t see the stage well enough from our laps.  We ended up in the toddler room during the sermon (not a big surprise there).  It probably didn’t help that I forgot to grab a binky for her before we left.

Church was nice.  It’s hard being the new person.  It’s hard not being involved.  It’s hard to just be a participant.  LOML did make a comment that it might be one of those things that you get out of it what you put in.  Meaning that we will have to make the effort to meet people, dig deeper in the Word, become involved.  It is not an easy demographic for this church as most of the families will be gone in 2-3 years time because of the nature of military life.

I think we’ll give it a good try for a couple months and see what happens.  There aren’t a whole lot of options here for English Christian churches.


LOML and I laughed and laughed and laughed at something today.  The GPS has a pre-set addresses for their offices in Europe, the USA and Asia.  For giggles he told it to calculate our route to the Asia office, roughly 6000miles away.  It thought and thought — for about 10 minutes until we got home — and decided it wasn’t able to calculate that route.  Bummer.  We were thinking that might be our summer vacation plan.


When we were at the butcher this past week we purchased what we thought was regular pork tenderloin chops.  Well…I cooked them this evening and it was NOT regular pork chops.  It ended up being pink in color and salty ham tasting.  : )  They were good, but not what we were expecting.  We’ll have to look at the name of regular pork chops in the grocery store and see if our village metzgerei has that.  We still like to support local.


It was an extremely pleasant surprise to comfortably fit in my pre-pregnancy skinny jeans this morning.  I thought I’d give them a try and they fit.  Yay!  Seeings how I don’t have a scale the only way to track weight loss and fitness goals are the fit of my clothes and my stamina pushing the stroller up the hills in our village.


Friday night we went to the little restaurant in our village.  The man waiting on us is the owner’s son.  His wife and 2 kids came in for supper while we were there.  They have a 6 year old girl and a little boy 1 month older than Ivy.  They got out toys and played with Ivy for a while.  The mom invited me and the girls to the playgroup here in our village.  We get to meet more people and become more immersed in our new culture on Wednesday morning.  I’m so excited.  LOML said he’s a little jealous.  I’m going to have to get crackin’ on my Rosetta Stone progress so I can say more than a few basic phrases.


Little E started saying ma ma ma ma ma.  Or mum mum mum mum, whichever it is I hear.  She had said da da da da before.


And now you are privy to a small amount of what goes on in my head during the day.  You’re welcome.

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