Meine Tochter

Ariel is so silly. We were out in the yard the other day, just enjoying the weather, and she was singing to herself, mutilating the daisies and making funny faces.

And look what we spied in the grass!

Ok, ok, so it's not grass. It's flowers that have taken over the grass. But it's supposed to be grass!

Kopfläuse

Anyone care to guess what this means?

Head lice.

Yup. Ewwwww so gross!

We got a letter notifying parents, in German of course, that there is head lice at Kindergarten, so everyone has to clean up and get check out. It makes me itchy just thinking about it. It does not make me happy at all. And then trying to translate 4 pages of this letter is frustrating me as well. Do you know how long German words can be? They combine them to make phrases, and sometime even whole sentences, but it sometimes changes the meaning slightly when combined. ugh. I am still on the first page. Wish me luck. Or better yet, pray for my sanity. lol

My son

So, last week Nathaniel started to tell me, "I love you, Mommy". It is what every mother loves to hear, and it is so adorable coming from the lips of my son, in his baby voice he still has. What a little sweetie pie he is! He's always been an especially snuggly little boy, and a Mommy's baby, but this new affection puts a huge smile on my face.

Although adorable, he has also started to help add his pictures to our collection on the sliding glass door. Instead of using tape to adhere it to the glass, he found that he prefers to use a glue stick, much to my frustration! I now have 4 pictures that will have to be scrubbed off the glass. So, I am leaving them up for a little while, ignoring that extra work.

Well, I have an assignment in German lessons that I am supposed to complete, so I'd better go work on it. Lifes' daily little achievements are what motivate me, or should I say prevent me from becoming a complete vegetable. Good grief.

Rothenberg ob der Tauber in September

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On Saturday we took a trip to Rothenburg again. It was the yearly Imperial City Festival, in which they re-inact the colonial days. Dressed in period clothing, they host a trial, have dances and music, and have miniature towns set up on the street, complete with cooking on open fires, and babies in old fashioned cradles and wagons.

It was fun too to see the war-torn soldiers march down the street. Ariel was in shock at the injury the first man had sustained. It was an eye/head wound, complete with blood down to his collar and a head wrap. It was pretty good makeup.

I didn't get many pics of the colonial setup or people, but we investigated a few new places there. The altstadt is just huge, and even though we've been there 4 times now, we still haven't seen everything.

After some shopping, a picinic in the car, and lots of walking around, we were pooped and came back home, skipping the evening fireworks. What a great way to spend a Saturday though!

A prayer

This hymn has been on my heart for awhile now, and the author's personal plea to Jesus is heard by all listeners, but is especially recognized, felt and reciprocated by those who trust in Christ.

JUST A CLOSER WALK WITH THEE

Just a closer walk with Thee,
Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
Daily walking close to Thee,
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

I am weak, but Thou art strong;
Jesus, keep me from all wrong;
I’ll be satisfied as long
As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.

Through this world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.

When my feeble life is o’er,
Time for me will be no more;
Guide me gently, safely o’er
To Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.

This hymn is another favorite and will always bring tears to my eyes. For we must all face being alone. Into this world we entered naked and alone, and it is that way we should come to the Creator who made us so, repent and ask for His mercy and accept his provision for reconciliation; that is Christ. When we listen to the hastening of the Spirit, we can know God's prescence in our lives.

IN THE GARDEN

I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still fresh on the roses
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses

(Chorus)
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

He speaks and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing
(Chorus)

I'd stay in the garden with Him
'Tho the night around me be falling
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling
(Chorus)