Our Life

My Forever Valentine

Since Valentine's day was during the week we didn't have anything particularly special planned this year, but that didn't mean that we wouldn't celebrate! Growing up my mom always made colored pancakes for every holiday and decorated the kitchen - it's traditions like these that motivate me to keep them alive because of the fond memories they bring me from my childhood. In our house it would be no different! I woke up early to make pink heart-shaped pancakes that would be eaten under pink and red balloons hanging from our dining room pendant light.

While we were eating breakfast I asked Michael what we should do for dinner...he quickly responded, "I've got it taken care of". Well ok then! Later that night I was starting to get hungry and Michael still wasn't home and all I wanted was pad thai! I was so close to calling Michael and telling him not to bother with making dinner (or whatever he was planning to do) and just pick up some take out from our favorite Thai restaurant, but I figured I should let him carry out his plan. When he finally got home he told me to wait in our room until everything was ready - 5 minutes later he knocked on the door and told me to come out. What I saw next was the most beautiful sight...PAD THAI. How he knew that's all I wanted, I have no clue, but that right there people is loveeee. 

Home for the holidays!

This Christmas was extra special because Michael got to meet our (first) nephew, Lincoln! Getting back to our roots in sunny (but mostly rainy this trip - thank God) southern California is always a nice escape from our German reality...and it helps when your parents live down the street from one another.

On New Years Day Michael's parents hosted a beautiful open house so that we could see friends and family during the last few days of our trip. I couldn't help but capture this sweet face surrounded by those who love him most - we miss you already!

Pancake Sunday

Traditions are something that I'm very adamant about having in our little home of two - hence the importance of our pancake Sunday ritual. I woke up this morning to the sound of Christmas tunes and the smells of maple syrup and chocolate chip pancakes - big heart eyes for my sweet sweet man who indulges in my love of traditions. Happy Sunday!

Oh Tannenbaum

I hate to admit that it wasn't until we moved to Germany that I realized the little Christmas song, "Oh Tannenbaum", was German for Christmas tree, whoops. About 15 minutes from our house is a small family owned Christmas tree lot where the trees are cut 2-3 hours prior to purchase...and to sweeten the deal they even hand out steaming hot cups of traditional glühwein!