Christmas Project

This year I began what I thought would be a simple evening project. I was quickly proved wrong when  cutting out, ironing and stitiching 25 little red pockets. It was a loooong night!

First, Annaka and I ventured out and got fabric. 

Cut the red fabric into squares for the pockets. 

Yep, all 25 of them. 

Then printed off numbers to trace onto the white fabric with a sharpie. The white fabric was light weight enough to see through to trace, then sew them doubled over. 

Here it is hung up...

And all the goodies inside. Verses, symbols and candy. 

It actually started a lot of great conversations by looking at what is in the daily pocket. The verses that were written out and the symbol that is there too. Next year I will look for different things/verses etc to fill it with...and it will already be made so we will be able to start it on time! :) 

 P.S. This is Annaka's project while I was starting this project. It was completed long after she went to bed, but she got at least one piece of paper cut to teeny pieces, and a picture of Repunzel drawn:) 

Happy Birthday Mom!

Happy birthday to my Mom! (Better known as Grandma these days) :)

God has truly blessed me with a wonderful Mom.

 I am realizing this more and more each day.

I realize now the many sacrifices you have made for us,  the unconditional love you have given to us, and what an amazing woman you are.

Thank you, we love you and Happy Birthday!!!

Animal

Annaka came home from school painted like a mouse:)

so I thought....

Then she began roaring...

She was a lion. 

Crunch it Mommy

I never realized how young 'quirks' turn up in our personality. Things that drive us crazy, things that have to be done for the world to be right.

I always thought these things were learned, like flipping through a magazine starting from the back rather than the front. I looked at magazines with my grandmother this way for years. In fact both my sister and I look at magazines this way even today.

I realized a specific behavior of Annaka while at the grocery store. We had brought along a little cup of chocolate cereal for her to sit in the back of the cart and eat. Keeps her occupied so I can get what we need and get out. Anyway, she dropped one and immediately, almost franticly, told me her idea of what I was supposed to do with it.


A: "crunch it Mommy"

Me: What?

A: "Step on it Mommy!, Crunch it."

Me: We cant step on it, that will make a bigger mess.

A: "Oh, you have to crunch it if you drop it Mommy!"


Now I understand why there are scattered messes whenever she eats a snack.

Maybe she got this from me loving to crunch fallen leaves? or....I have no idea.

Early Morning Pedi

Ahhh, what better to do on a 14 day break from school for the local festival season than an impromptu pedi? :) (We will talk about that festival season later) 

We rolled out of bed, ate breakfast and Papa soaked his feet as he drank his morning coffee. (Wearing flip flops and going barefoot all the time does numbers on your feet! )   Annaka then decided she wanted to soak hers too! 

Then she decided her monkey friend needed a pedicure as well. He got a tupperware 'dubbah', as they are called here, to soak in. 

She even held his hand incase he was scared. 

 Oh please excuse the mess! I knew we needed to do a cleaning day in her room and after taking these photos I quickly realized how badly it needed to be done!! 

She had so much fun! 

Splashing soapy water on a floor that needs to be mopped...sure why not. Two birds with one stone! 

Yep, caught you splashing! 

Oh look at that hair! Did I mention this was an early morning pedi? I mean, no bath, no brush, breakfast still on our faces, maybe I should have thought about that before taking so many pictures! 

Thank You Lord for Grandmas

Lord,
Thank you so much for the blessings you allow us to experience in our lifetime. The beginning of October is a special time as we celebrate the birthday of my Grandmother Dorothy.

Even though she is not with us here on earth anymore, I thank you so much for allowing me to have such a wonderful Grandma. She was and is loved by so many...including me along with five other grandkids.

Thank you for her example as a woman who loved and followed after You. Thank you for the memories we have of cutting and pasting with her, having picnics using cassette tapes as food, and painting fingernails together. (and many many many more)

Thank you for the lessons in prayer I have learned from her as she diligently prayed for her family and friends. Thank you for the lessons she taught me of how to be supportive even when you cannot physically be present as she could not go to service with my Grandfather every Sunday but was at home and prayed for every person there (by name!).

Lord, even though we miss her and it hurts that we cannot physically hug her neck, talk to her, and that my daughter will never get to meet her on this earth, I am so thankful that she is no longer suffering physical pain in this worldly body, but that she is rejoicing in you, pain free, in Heaven right now. I know that You plan is perfect and that You choose the time to bring her home to be with You.


Lord, help me to continue to learn from her example to be a better wife, mom and to be an example someday to my grandkids.

Thank you for allowing me to have such an amazing Grandma.

Amen

Loved to pieces

Two different shoes now have been broken in the same way. She loves these shoes so much she wears them whenever we are at home....and even convinced my mom and sister to take her out to dinner wearing them one night in the states.

She not only wears them, she runs in them, climbs in them, jumps in them, etc. They are glued on her feet. One time I even found her taking her nap in them.

The end. RIP Clappy shoe. Another pair will take your place I am sure.

Par-tay at School

Our community is in full holiday swing. Nine nights of celebration beginning with worship to a 'deity' and then hours of dancing around. During holiday season our friends like to dress up in new colorful outfits.



Most schools have religious worship inter-twined with daily activities. That was one reason it was difficult for us to find the right school. We were directed to one that does not involve the religious side of the holidays which gives us an opportunity to help Annaka see they are having a 'special time' but she also knows that we do not celebrate it.

Rather than a celebration for the current holiday the class dressed up and had a dance party the last 30 minutes of class. (No idols present, only fancy dresses and crazy2-4 year olds dancing about the room)

Annaka borrowed an outfit from a friend, I french braided her hair and we were off.

We decided that I will join her class whenever there is one of these 'celebrations' to make sure we know what is going on and so that we can either take Annaka home and/or can talk to her...which means fun pictures!

Well, pretty fun. She was having fun until I got there. Then she cried and cried. She just wanted me to hold her.


I got a couple of pouty faced photos (like the one above) and that was it.

First Day of School

Name that movie....."First day of school. First day of school."

I did not give you that much but that is all that I can remember the actual words that come next. I can just picture that little Nemo jumping on his Papa trying to wake him up for school:)


That line plays in my head every time I take Annaka to school or look at her school pictures.

Annaka's experience was a bit different. First of all she was three months late! School started mid June, which we had planned on being here for. Our U.S. time tables were a bit extended so she had to jump in now.


She got all dressed up, ate her breakfast, put on her backpack (that was only filled with her snack and water) and posed for a few photos.



This went great until....

she realized I would not be coming with her.


Then we had a bit of an emotional few moments. After a little pep talk we were on our way.


We got to the school and she immediately jumped into my arms. After another little pep talk she got down, took off her shoes, put them in her shoe cubby hole, grabbed her teachers hand and marched off. I got a hand flip over her shoulder and a "bye Mom".


I think that very moment was more difficult for me than for her.




p.s. Gotta love the backpack view:)

Things people dont talk about....

Why is it that people tend to not talk about deep matters. It is almost as if we have a book of 'appropriate' answers and comments we are allowed to say to one another.

Why is it when we have a bad day or when we are hurting or struggling we stay silent. Sometimes we need to talk about it. Not only to 'get it out' or to get through it, but to allow others to see the power and strength of the Lord. He allows us to experience these struggles not because we are strong or we can 'handle' it....but because He is strong. Because it is His strength He is glorified.

I am guilty as charged on this matter. Just look at my blog.....photos and daily events. Hmmm, how does this document my 'pilgrimage to motherhood'?

Maybe I am saying that I will post more about the reality of what I am thinking about or doing for the day....even if it does not involve a cute picture of our little three year old....even if it means something that I need help with....even if it means something I am struggling with. Yes, some days it will still just be a picture and a cute story.

Three - Clappy Shoe Style

"Clappy shoe, huh?" Yeah, my thoughts exactly when I heard the words resounding out of my little two year old princess mouth. "You want a clappy shoe birthday? A clappy shoe cake?" A princess cake or a ballerina cake or an elephant....anything would be easier.

Does anyone know what a clappy shoe is?

This is a clappy shoe.

So, how in the world do I make a clappy shoe cake? Hmmm, Let's just say the first one flopped with a capital F-. So bad that it looked like a Herman Muenster shoe. I would not let anyone take photos of it. It was a mix of cake and rice crispy treats.

The second one worked out better....not quite what I wanted, but better than the first.

(Though I cannot figure out how to turn this photo...you get the idea)

No huge birthday celebration this year though. We thought we would either be in transit or back on the other side of the globe by now so it was just one side of the family, on a weeknight, for grilling out and cake. We celebrated at my grandfather's house with my mom's side of the family. I think I like the decorations better than the cake ....

Clappy shoe chandelier and name place cards....

(With a cute almost 3 year old as a decoration too:) )

We all (the females) wore Clappy shoes too:)

Actually, I believe Annaka was the only one who wore her Clappy Shoes the whole time. The rest of us just put them on for the picture.

Proof.....even after opening presents, putting on dress up clothes and headband, the clappy shoes are still on.

I love that Annaka is just as into the card as she is the present. She 'reads' every card, keeps it and 'reads' them again over and over and over again. This one had Minnie Mouse ears in it.

She put the ears on while opening gifts.

Until she opened this dress up outfit. The headband won and the ears were brought home later. (Note the princess plate/utensils/cups)

I am thinking now about what to 'suggest' for next years theme. I am going to find the easiest cake to make and begin putting in a good word for that theme in ummm, October? That way next June will be a breeze.

Happy 3rd Birthday to our little Princess!

Happy 3rd Birthday Sweet Annaka!

(less than 10 hours old)

(2 weeks old)

(4 weeks old)

(4 weeks old)

(First Birthday)

(1st, 2nd Birthday Party)

(2nd 2nd Birthday Party)

Annaka, we thank the Lord for you every day. You are a blessing from God and we love watching you learn and grow. We love you!

Friends here, friends there, friends in between

Annaka has a way of making friends wherever she goes. No matter if it is another child her age, or an adult she takes a liking to....she never goes without an ear to talk to:) She has friends in the states that we have enjoyed watching grow up with her. Friends from several states.

She has friends in Asia, where we live, who not only live across the hall but across town. Actually there are even real people, then there are the animals she loves to watch and call her friends too.

Annaka is all the while learning to adapt to her life and role of a global nomad by creating her own friends that travel between the two cultures with us.

When she was still fairly young Tyrone came to be a constant part of our family and play time. Although she has never actually said it, we believe he has stemmed from Backyardagains.

Now, Tyrone has not always been in her good graces. At one point in time while watching her play in her room, I saw her...with my own eyeballs... "grab" her imaginary friend and tell him " You go in this hole Tyrone" while literally (can I even use that word when talking about an imaginary little boy?) "threw" him in a hole. He remained there for about two months. Even when I would ask her about where he was her reply was always, without a slip and very confidently "Oh, I threw him in a hole."

I know she is a smart little booger, but come on, I can not even keep straight a make believe playtime when she is the 'mommy' and I am the 'tiny-little-girl'. How in the world did she always remember where he was and that she had thrown him in a hole?

It was not until one day when I asked her where he was, to which she gave her same simple reply, and I demanded that I was going in the hole to talk to him. She looked at me as if I was doing something absurd! Then she took him out of the hole and he has played with us again ever since.

Nice vacation? I dont know...maybe I should ask him and see what Annaka says.

Now enter Jake the Pirate. He has come to join us in the past month.

We had a really hard time knowing what she was saying about "Jake". At first I thought she was talking about my cousin Jake....then realized she was saying Pirate Jake because of a Disney cartoon show she had seen all of twice.

This is not instead of Tyrone, but along with him. They are friends? I think. Sometimes, not always, they both play with her at the same time.

I am still very confused as to how old they are. This past weekend Annaka notified me that Pirate Jake is going to marry Tyrone's mom.

A taste of whats to come.....

One of Annaka's favorite things to do... Dress Up!