Note the house shoes.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Luke in Miss Abigail's class
Luke is very, very lucky to be in Miss Abigail's class for a second year. We LOOOOOVE her!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
More September Goodness
This evil fox likes to lurk in our backyard. Yeah. Scary.
The following pics are from our friend Olaf Wenke:
Lukie at a Dahlem Ward dinner.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Between the Rainstorms
In the four weeks we've been back in Berlin, I think I can count the sunny days on one hand. We have had a LOT of rain this Fall, which is good for the plants, but not-so-good for my morale. I'm pretty sick of grey skies and muddy puddles and being trapped indoors relying on electronics for entertainment.

There are two parks just up the street from our house, and it is very nice to be able to slip up to the park so easily. One park is just a few houses away, and the other park is about a block farther. The farther of the parks is really the favorite, because it has a zip-line and a soccer field. There are almost always boys playing pick-up matches on the soccer field, and Pepper and Adam have learned how to ask if they can play in German.
When I saw these three buzzed heads gathered around the iPad, I couldn't resist taking a photo. I may also have given all three heads a good buzz rub. The boys were less than pleased.
But between the rainstorms, we've had some good sunny moments.
Pepper's latest obsession is soccer - or "futbol" as it's called here -
and he signed up for his school's team. They allow anyone who is
interested to join the practices, then they post a list of players who
can play in each weekend game. Pepper was ecstatic to see his name on
the list for the first game against Berlin British School.
As you can see, the weather was absolutely beautiful, and Brad and I
actually got sunburned in the three hours we spent watching the two
matches.
Somehow, even though he is one of the smaller players, Pepper ended up with the biggest uniform.
Between the matches, Pepper took some time to coach the next generation.
Go Pep!
Sadly, they lost both matches to BBS, and the team was pretty dejected
after the games. But, Pepper came home all smiles because he got to
play. It means a lot to him to feel like he's part of a team.
Yesterday, we had another hour or so of sunshine, so Pep and Lukie and I walked to the park.

There are two parks just up the street from our house, and it is very nice to be able to slip up to the park so easily. One park is just a few houses away, and the other park is about a block farther. The farther of the parks is really the favorite, because it has a zip-line and a soccer field. There are almost always boys playing pick-up matches on the soccer field, and Pepper and Adam have learned how to ask if they can play in German.Tonight, there was another break in the clouds and the boys went out in the backyard to play a game of their own invention - Bonkaball. I guess Adam got tired of playing soccer all the time, so he added the badminton rackets to spice things up.
In spite of the overall gloomy weather, I must admit that I am much happier this Fall than I was last year. As I go through all the start-of-school motions, I remember back to last year when they felt monstrous and monumental. This year, back-to-school nights, ordering school lunches, and purchasing school supplies are all routine, simple tasks, not near-impossible like last year. And, it's been nice to return to familiar faces and established friendships, which we didn't have last September.
All summer, in America, friends and family asked me about our first year in Germany and almost invariably they'd say, "Do you just love it?" Honestly, I couldn't say "yes". I didn't hate it, but I certainly didn't "just love it".
So this year, now that I know I can survive, I've made it my goal to "just love it" here. I think the biggest thing I will need to change is my tendency to apologize for being an American. It is very easy for me to feel self-conscious of everything I do, because I feel like I am so Different. So, I kind of retract into myself, unsure of every move, gesture, or word. I call it being "Folded-Up Jill" because that's how it feels.
It's dumb, because when I'm Folded-Up, I am so wrapped up in myself that I'm not reaching out to other people or allowing myself to be open and friendly. I'm sure that I've missed out on opportunities for friendship and warm relationships with the people here because I've been so Folded-Up. And, I think that is probably the biggest reason I don't "just love it" here in Berlin yet.
Yes, there is a lot of rain here, and yes, life can be hard. But, I really want to look between the rainstorms and find as much sun as I can.
It's time to unfold.
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