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| Exhausted his Resources |
My hubby has worn all of his house-mates out with his incessant desire to have company while singing 'karaoke' to High School Musical. Actually, let's be clear, with High School Musical 2. The second one, you know, the one that actually has less plot than the first one. Yes, it's possible to have less plot than the first movie. If you don't believe me, you obviously have not watched the first movie.
Well, tonight he recruited a new victim, uh, partner.
We have a visitor staying with us. She doesn't understand English. She's adorably cute. She's 8.
'nuff said.Labels: Alien Invasion |
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| Have I ever said thanks? |
Here's to S* and his beautiful and talented wife Courtney of Five Elephants who got me into blogging two years ago. And thanks for helping me (just today) figure out how to get pics from MY very own server to show up here on the blog. For someone as technically savvy as myself, it's a freaking modern miracle. Thank you again and again! |
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| oops |
Here's the result of a mistake I made earlier today. I kind of like it, I think. Don't worry, I'll hate it again in a couple of hours. |
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| Lesson in Bilingualism...Yeah, I'm 82% sure that's a word |
So far, Bam Bam (3 yo) is by far the German language star in the house. Of course, he also gets the most exposure because he spends three hours every weekday with a native speaker. BUT, nonetheless, it sucks for me to know less German than a person who still drinks out of a bottle.
Here are a couple Bam Bam moments where he gets an A for effort:
We were eating lunch together and I was talking to hubby about some serious subject like food shortages or what color to paint the wall when all of the sudden Bam Bam gets a very solemn look on his face. He turns to me and says with an expression of empathy, "Bist du ein Brot?" His intonation said, "Are you OK?" but the words he spoke meant, "Are you bread?" I had to say no, that I wasn't bread but I sincerely appreciated his concern.
And this morning, he was eating GF bread with Nutella on it. He was lovingly talking about the joys of 'Schokolade' which is what he calls Nutella. And then he stoppped, looked at me and said, "What is 'Schokolade' in Engwich (English)? And I very self-satisfyingly said (hey, the kid speaks better German than me, I've got to show my skills somewhere!), "Chocolate."
I've got that subject mastered.Labels: Sprechen Sie What? |
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| another example of irony |
 
Within walking distance, we find two very different tourist sites. I included the original picture so you can gander at that sweet punk rocker mama in the lower left-hand corner smiling so beautifully at her baby (in stroller with the orange top). Oh and that guy's face? It's a tattoo. No makeup. Help me guess how many piercings? I guess 11. |
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| Why Read? |
| Because really...if it doesn't agree with my worldview, what's the point?
Right?
Labels: I Write |
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Name: Reluctant Nomad
Home: Austria
About Me: I photograph banal subjects to remind myself of the beauty in everyday life. I have two little boys who love me even when I'm crazy and a hubby who loves me in spite of it.
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