One Family's Journey to the Next Amazing Sunset

In the haze of travel, I never posted a very important thing; Lily turned 1!!

Technically, she wasn’t one until we got back to Germany, but since we are not German, we celebrated a bit early in Phoenix. Who am I to deny grandma the chance to bake her a cake? Since my brother and dad’s birthdays were all within a few days of each other, we combined them for a fun, 1st, 40th and 67th birthday celebration.

Clair, of course, had to help grandma make the cake.

Lily's first birthday

Lily's first birthday

The finished product was lovely, and it is also very similar to Uncle Mark’s first birthday cake (and also mine, I think).

Lily's first birthday

The obligatory standing by the first birthday cake photo. Lily was having none of it, so this was the best photo we could get.

Lily's first birthday

Perhaps, she just wanted grandpa to hold her

Lily's first birthday

Clair was not too thrilled with the fact that everyone was singing happy birthday to Lily rather than her.

But then she got cake, and she was OK with it.

Lily's first birthday

Lily got her own train car and went to town

Lily's first birthday

And, then grandpa’s cake started to look pretty good too.

Lily's first birthday

After some cake, Grandpa absorbed some of the sugar crazy, and also composed what is now known as the “Lily Song”


Good Genes

This is my aunt Sib – may her genes be somewhere in my aching middle aged body.

Prescott

She is the sister of my maternal grandmother, and she is 90 years old. She lives on her own in a nice house in Prescott. We went to visit her while in Phoenix, and she looks amazing as always. Actually, looking at old photos, I could honestly tell her that she looks even better at 90 than she did at 70!

What is even more amazing is that her good health is not just superficial. Thanks to some recent medical issues, she had a full neurological work up. Fortunately, the problems she been having may be easily treatable. But, the doctor told her that she has the brain of a healthy 60 year old! I guess that explains why she can still take care of herself and her home. Not to mention that she knitted the girls matching caps this time (she also sewed Clair a dolly the last time we were there).

Man, I hope I have inherited some of those genes!!

Boxes, Little boxes

We are definitely not in Phoenix anymore. Rather than walk out back into the sunshine in the morning, we need to do this before taking the girls out for a walk (if we leave the house at all):

January

Fortunately, we have had the benefit of boxes to help fill the time! First, we got a new ceiling lamp so Clair got to practice being a contortionist.

fun with boxes

Then, thankfully, Clair’s new car seat came to us over the weekend, and it came in a huge box! It couldn’t have come at a better time since both girls we sick, and we were stuck inside for two days. So, how much can we get out of one box?

Well, we built a house on the first evening. Then, the next morning, of course, we had to paint it. Fortunately, Santa brought the girls some painting supplies.

fun with boxes

fun with boxes

The next day, the house was far less exciting. so WINGS! Clair needed wings! (not sure where that came from).

fun with boxes

Lily needed a pair as well, and then we had to watch the Sesame Street episode where they try to teach a baby bird to fly. This, upon reflection, was not the best idea. It did distract them for a few minutes, but it was quite a let down when Clair realized that her wings didn’t actually work.

fun with boxes

By the end of day 2 of the big box, Clair needed a puppet show.

fun with boxes

Not bad for one box. It is still standing so far. I give it another week before we have completely chopped it up.

As an aside, and because it is such a cute movie, this is something else we spend time doing at the moment. Someone is very enthusiastic about peak-a-boo (that someone may be me). sorry about the sideways video; I was distracted by the baby cuteness.

seriously lagging

Ugh, jetlag. So, currently, 10 PM to 3 AM is party time around here. Our neighbors must want to kill us. To get some much needed sleep (to try to help me recover from the nasty cold I brought home), I crash out with Lily at 7 because I know we’ll all be up later. In a 12 hour stretch, I am getting about 7 hours right now, but being up for five hours in the night with at least one kid (usually both) is making this week a tad rough.

Matthias also caught my cold, but at least we are suffering together…. wait, is that better or worse? Either way, man jet lag is a bitch when there are two small kids involved.

Our place still looks very much like an explosion went off in the living room. That is mostly because I break into a coughing fit if I move around too long at the moment. So I get to sit there staring at the mess without being able to do much about it yet.

When we arrived, our dishwasher wasn’t working either. I’m not sure if anything I did to try to fix it helped, but last night, it suddenly started working again. I had poured filing water and vinegar in it the day before, but it still wasn’t working. Maybe my concoction needed to sit in the machine over night before it cleared out some of the gunk, if that was actually the problem. I don’t really care what caused it though because now it is working again!

If you add the grey, miserable weather on top of all of that, I should be pretty down. Surprisingly, I am not. Either I am just too tired to feel much of anything or the vacation has some lingering effects – I think the sunshine was burned into my brain a bit. The sound of the waves from the beach are still floating around somewhere inside my head too, so that helps. I think I need to be closer to the ocean more often.

Ok ,I am going to go watch more Sponge Bob because it makes the kids happy without requiring me to move a lot. Stupid mucus.

We are back in Germany after 2 months in the States.

It has been so long since I’ve done really traveling that I had forgotten one of the best parts for me, sometimes, is coming home. There is a lightness that happens when I realize that I have forgotten many of my own habits! There is a bit of a wonderful sense of confusion when I arrive in a new place or return to my home after a long time away. Everything feels fresher.

I can’t find things in my own house (and I am the one who keeps the mental map of all of our stuff). I forget the place I ALWAYS put my purse when I get home. I forgot that we take our shoes off when we come in. We have to raise and lower the external blinds (totally forgot about that). I am certain that I will go out without my keys or something in the next week because I am slightly confused about the location of my stuff.

However, some things feel exactly the same. I got into the car this morning, and I was surprised to feel completely comfortable in our tiny stick shift as opposed to my dad’s huge truck. Almost the entire time driving an automatic, I kept feeling that my right hand needed to be doing something more every time I turned. And, Our bed!!! I have missed our bed with the temurpedic mattress topper – wonderful even if I haven’t actually slept much in it yet.

Since it is the beginning of a new year, I will take advantage of this and see about letting go of old habits and rediscovering new ones. Looking forward to how that unfolds in the new year.

That all being said, it will take us a week to unpack and clean!! Not looking forward to that part of things, but it is totally worth it to have such an amazing relaxing vacation in the warm sunshine.

Finally, after WEEKS in the US, we made time for a nice hike in the desert! Between jet lag and sicknesses, we haven’t had any time to just go out and enjoy nature on a hike (sitting on the beach watching the waves and sitting in my parent’s back yard was about all we could handle of nature). So, the other day, Matthias and I finally drove down to south mountain and went for a bit of a hike. It was WONDERFUL!

Interestingly, once we arrived to go for a hike, I remembered all of the desert safety lessons I had as a kid and realized that we were completely inappropriately dressed for a hike in the desert! Well, at least in December, a lot of the little things that could bite through my thin, little shoes are hiding underground. The trails were pretty clear too, and we stayed on them.

It was a lovely hike, and nothing bit us or busted through the little shoes I was wearing. I did sit on a cactus thorn, but it was at an obtuse angle to my back side, so it didn’t do any damage.

Hiking

Hiking

(note: no needle in my backside)

Hiking

Downtown Phoenix from South Mountain
Hiking

Hiking

So, after our hike, we though, we thought how nice it would be to bring Clair on a little hike. So, the next day, we went to a park nearby with Clair to take her hiking.

She cried the entire way from the car to the trail head! As we tried to get her to walk with us, she started yelling, “My legs hurt! Hold me!!” I don’t know what was up with her (aside from being 3). So, Matthias put her up on his shoulders and walked about half way up the hill. Eventually, she figured out that hiking is really walking, and then he was able to put her down. She walked with us as happy as can be up the hill.

She did really well until we were about half a mile from the car, but by then, it was flat and Matthias could carrier her a lot easier to the car. We had to bribe her with ice cream some time along the way, so we had to stop by for ice cream on the way home.

This is her refusing to walk.
Hiking with Clair

Now, she has realized that hiking is really just walking
Hiking with Clair

Enjoying water at the summit
Hiking with Clair

Not enjoying the bees flying around on the summit
Hiking with Clair

She even posed for a photo with a cactus
Hiking with Clair

Giving Daddy a good workout in the last half mile
Hiking with Clair

And, of course, the ice cream treat for not screaming on the hike
Ice cream rewards

After our first hike up South Mountain, Matthias and I got lunch at Whole Foods. God, I miss Whole Foods!! I am with ‘my people’ there :-) I love the smell of lavender as you walk in, and the fact that one of the guys working there asked me how I like my Vibrams (the brand of crazy finger shoes I where). The coffee at their little bar is the best coffee we have had here so far. It may be worth another trip just to get another espresso.

Christmas 2011

Christmas 2011

We had a very big visitor on Christmas morning. We found him out front admiring our lights.

Christmas 2011

He asked Clair, through the window, if he could come in (a bit like a vampire; needs to be invited). She nodded because there was no way she was going to talk to a big man in a bright red suit hanging out in the front yard, even if she had seen him all over town in the past weeks and in shopping malls waving at her.

Christmas 2011

Lily was a bit more chilled out. She just stared at him and looked at the little gifts he gave her. Clair hid in Grandma’s armpit until she realized that he was trying to give her something. She warmed up a little then but still refused to speak to him.

Christmas 2011

Eventually, Santa had to run because he had to bake for a bunch of elves later in the day. Lily shouted ‘bye’ as he left. Hours later, after he was long gone, Clair told me that Santa was funny because he laughed a lot. Over all, I think he was a big hit with the kids.

On Christmas Eve morning, Clair and Lily found some presents from Oma and Opa waiting under the tree too. Clair even learned the game in German, and she seemed to almost remember the language!

Christmas 2011

Christmas 2011

The girls really enjoyed Christmas eve and Christmas day. We had a lovely dinner with my brother’s girlfriend, Annie’s family on Christmas eve. We spent most of Christmas day either preparing food or playing with the kids (or trying to nap). Of course, we stuffed ourselves, but it was just us Annie and her daughter, so it was all pretty relaxed.

Christmas 2011

After Santa left, Grandma got to open her new toy. We are spending this evening helping her connect to the world with it. She has a lot of homework to do to figure out how she can use it to do some of her projects and stay connected with people. I am confident that she can do it though.

Christmas 2011

Today, we had some Japanese for lunch in a vain attempt to have some light food in the middle of all of the feasting; my belly is so full! Eating about 30 cookies in the afternoon kind of canceled that out though, I think. Those cookies aren’t going to eat themselves though.

This morning, Dad helped Clair figure out a new way to play with her Jeep – giving Elmo rides!

Elmo goes for a ride

I tried towing Clair from the Jeep, but the jeep just wasn’t up to my weight. It kind of cried and strained until I got off. Luckily, she is content with having Lily as a passenger and Elmo in tow at the moment.

I can’t believe it is less than two weeks before we head back to Germany. I plan to enjoy the sun every day for as long as I can! I am also looking forward to getting back to my daily routine and some things that are coming up for us there. We have a few nice projects in the coming year (remind me to tell you about some App development some time).

Now, I need to drink some tea to support my over eaten stomach. Once the Christmas cookies are gone, I should be in better shape.

More videos

This one will be understood by anyone with a kid under five (at least those who live in the US). We never watched Sponge Bob until this trip. From what I can tell, it plays constantly on one channel. I hadn’t realized that Lily was playing attention until I noticed that she was answering the call and response of the opening song! We got her to do it for the camera.

Clair is getting to be quite talented at driving. She is even starting to do some moves requiring driving skills. So proud!

Girl has a future as a rock climber. I credit my DNA for giving her crazy monkey toes that help her grip holds with her feet.

Videos and stuff

Here are a few random videos from us! Of course, all of them are of the kids (I know that is what Oma and Opa are interested in seeing).

This is another California Beach video, Laguna beach. I plan on playing this on a constant loop through most of January and February during cold, grey days.

I wanted to post one from the Children’s Museum in Phoenix, which is an awesome place to bring small kids! We didn’t really get too many nice videos there because we were a big occupied with the energy of the place. If you are ever in Phoenix with small kids, I really recommend a day there.

We also went to Encanto Park. I really wanted to take Clair there, but I only had a very vague memory of the place. I just remember loving it. When we got there, I was reminded that they have amusement rides! That was why I loved it. I remember the roller coaster being much bigger than it is. it was cool to see Clair riding on the coaster that I remember from my childhood. The park is 75 years old, but they have added a lot more rides since I last went there. They also have a great set of canals for paddle boats, which were unfortunately, not running on the day we went. Here are a few photos:
Encanto Park

Encanto Park

Encanto Park

We are planning a trip to the zoo this week, and Matthias and I are actually trying to organize a few outings with just the two of us. Clair is COMPLETELY happy to hang out with grandma and grandpa without us. We are a bit at a loss at what to do with ourselves. I forget what we used to do when it was just us! We need to practice that again. We are thinking of a hike tomorrow. Wonder what that will be like.

Santa Hats

Aside from that, there is a bit of Christmas preparations. We don’t really have much shopping to do, but we are helping mom get her traditions ready. Clair has been helping her bake cookies. We are starting the meal planning. Since she has been sick this week, Matthias and I are ready to take over as chefs if we need to. I spoke with Santa this week, and he promised to stop over and say hi on Christmas morning. That should be fun! We have been able to avoid malls and shopping on the weekends and pretty much most of the week. The nice thing about people shopping a lot is that they aren’t at the other non-shopping places (where I prefer to be).

Christmas scene

Baking

Encanto Park

This trip, I am being reminded that I still do not like shopping. I don’t have anything against shopping, but unless I have something specific to buy, I get really impatient being in stores. I just don’t think as shopping as a form of entertainment. Clair, on the other hand, is starting to enjoy shopping – her grandma is training her. The other day was the first time she came up with the idea that she could ask me to bring something that she liked home. I could see the lightbulb go off in her head as she turned to me and said, “Can we take it home?!” Since it wasn’t a toy she had ever asked about or wanted before the moment she saw it on the shelf, she got shot down, and luckily for me, she was fine when I told her no. I doubt that equanimity toward not getting stuff will last, but a mom can hope.

OK, some videos…

One for Oma!

And, finally, Clair is showing some signs of her red neck heritage. She just needs a bottle of beer to complete the red neck Christmas look.

I am digging through old boxes of papers from grad school (so my mom doesn’t have to store them anymore). Among the papers I had piled up from my old office were two poems I used to see every day on my door:

When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer

When I heard the learn’d astronomer
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in the perfect silence at the stars.

- Walt Whitman

The last two lines of the second poem are particularly memorable to me.

The Old Astronomer to his Pupil

Reach down to me my Tycho Brahe, I would know him when we meet,
When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;
He may know the law of all things, yet ignorant of how
We are working to completion, working on from then to now.

Pray remember that I leave you all of my theory complete,
Lacking only certain data for your adding, as is meet,
And remember men will scorn it, ’tis original and true,
And the obloquy of newness may fall bitterly on you.

But, my pupil you have learned the worth of scorn,
You have laughed with me at pity, we have joyed to be forlorn.
What for us are all distractions for men’s fellowship and smiles;
What for us the Goddess pleasure with her meretricious smiles!

You may tell that German college that their honors come to late,
But they must not waste repentance on the grizzly servant’s fate.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have known the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

- Sarah Williams

So, the original travel plan didn’t work out quite as expected. We had planned to head up to San Francisco for a few days while in California, but I saw that plan quickly fading as Clair got a fever last week….. then some diarrhea …. then vomiting. Luckily, only one bout of vomiting, but not-so-lucky was that is happened ON me while I was eating some lovely soup prepared by my friend. There are five kids and four adults in the house, in the past week, two kids have gone on antibiotics, and four kids and two adults have had some kind of stomach virus (so far). It has been a rough week.

So, San Francisco was definitely out of the picture. Plan B was to do some nice day trips in southern California (maybe some boat rides, attractions, etc), but plan B even became too ambitious. Nothing is very much fun with a three year old who keeps crying and holding her butt several times a day. I think we may be on Plan X at this point. That involves driving back to my parents place several days earlier than expected and sleeping.

I can’t complain though (mostly because I was not one of the sick people this week….yet). California is still the place my heart believes is home. It is just freakin’ awesome even with the sick kids and exhaustion. The few times I was alone driving in the car to a Yoga class completely confused my brain. It feels so ‘normal’ to be driving around here doing stuff. How is it that I don’t live here and feel so much like I belong?

If nothing else, the short visit gave me the chance to spend some quality time with important people. Clair has really blossomed on this part of the trip because she has been spending a lot of time with her new friends here. She still doesn’t talk to the adults, but she does talk to the kids (when the adults aren’t too close). It is progress! Her tolerance level for stimulation and new people is growing in a really positive way. She even runs into the ocean and jumps in the waves without fear. When Matthias warned her that a wave was coming the one time, she said, “It’s OK daddy!” That seems to be her motto at the moment when something potentially stressful happens. My brave girl!

While here, I have even gotten to be the student again in Yoga classes with the best Yoga teacher in SoCal! I am going to try to squeeze in one more class on our last day because it is such a blessing to share the space with the person who actually opened my eyes to these amazing teachings. Whenever I teach, I still hear his voice coming out of me. His style of teaching very heavily influences my own, and I always learn something about teaching when I listen to him interact with students.

OK, so one more day here, and then we retreat from the kiddie germs into the desert. Hopefully, they die off there and stay gone for the rest of the trip.

Here is a slideshow with some of the photos from the California portion of the trip so far. I have more to post, but they are on Matthias’ devices at the moment, and we haven’t had much time to sort things out.