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back stateside to repack

Our fairytale adventure was fabulous!  Then we had the very fortunate situation of staying with my uncle for a week with NO internet connection!  It was a fabulous break.  My mom's side of the family is still firmly planted in small town Germany.  We hung out in the forest, rode bikes everyday on the miles and miles of paved bike trails, met a new round of 2nd cousins, went to farms, enjoyed being there at the peak of white asparagus season and ate the best potatoes we've ever tasted.  There will be pictures to follow but I'm just in LA for a day (extraordinarily depressing after the green of Germany!) to do a bit of laundry and then am off to NYC for the Book Expo.  I'll be hanging out at the Mom's Choice Award booth most days for those going.  I'd love to meet and chat! 

last day in Berlin

Today is already our last day here in Berlin.  We're packed up and ready to hit the road for a few weeks and then head back home for a bit.  Here are a few things I will miss about this city:

My morning walks around the lake.  This little path was definitely love at first sight even though it had little ice pockets on it when we first arrived and no color around whatsoever.  Every day the love has grown deeper as it has put on quite a show in the last few weeks!

The path is fabulous in the early morning all alone but equally charming later in the day with the entire brood.

I have loved watching this little 'lake' (to me a big pond- but it is technically a lake on the map) go from cracked ice to lush green complete with lily pads!  We've only seen lily pads in Asia before this so it's a funny change of reference for us.  They seem so perfect in a Balinese temple or Japanese garden- but are equally lovely in a German pond in the city.

I will miss bringing left over breakfast to poor broken foot here.  The poor duck can only swim in circles due to his broken or malformed leg.  He still has that patient little look on his face when trying to swim towards food in the water but just goes in circles.  All of our aim has improved by trying to get it as close as possible to him.

I will certainly miss watching these little darlings grow up.

I'll miss this crazy dude watching me while at the park with the kids. And of course it goes without saying will miss all the fabulous parks this city has to offer.  I've never been a huge fan of parks or kids playgrounds but must say I'm a convert.  The kids have had so much fun on these playgrounds in the past few months.

I'll miss the sidewalk outside of our apartment.  These days whenever we go anywhere we are rolled out the pink carpet, which I think is even more fabulous than a red one.  I took a landscaping class back in college where one whole lesson was one choosing trees with minimal 'tree litter.'  Can you imagine anything more depressing?  Tree litter??  This must be why Southern California feels so stale and over planned.  I love all the tree litter happening around here these days.  There is a huge tree outside of my brother's work where his co-workers told him that he shouldn't park under during the summer months because it drops a sap that ruins car paint- so no one parks there.  I guarantee if that happened in LA, the city would be sued and the tree removed.  

I will definitely miss the tree litter.

I will miss all the kids peeing in the bushes at the park- not only ours but lots of others as well.  It is the common bathroom with no fuss about it.

I'll miss the gorgeous lampposts,

and street signs.

And the knock out landmarks around each corner. (Some things just look more suitable to b & w, don't they?)

I'll miss downtown city sidewalks that look like this.

And bike paths like this- though I do not even have a bike here!  I just imagine myself biking on these paths and love that the sidewalks are bike free!  With a bunch of kids it so nice to not have to watch out because this is definitely a biking culture here, which is another thing I will miss.

I will miss this city with its rather illustrious past.  Here we have the old Checkpoint Charlie- hardly recognizable since the last time I was here nearly 20 years ago.

And here the last bit of The Berlin Wall they've kept up as a memorial.  I was here in 1990 when the wall was being torn down.  Everyone was after bits of the wall and I thought I'd like to be different so took a piece of rebar that you can see sticking out through the wall here.  I still have it in some box in storage somewhere.  Luckily my mom was here a few months before me and brought home bags of pieces of the wall so I was able to glue a bunch of small shards around a frame of my backpacking pal Jenny and myself standing in front of a section under deconstruction.  They are still selling small pieces as souvenirs. 

I will miss being in this city that has taken a hard hit and recovered.

I'll miss grand architecture around every corner.

I'll miss the flea markets with gobs of gorgeous books for sale.  Even though I purchase none of them because I have a daughter with a dust mite allergy- and they absolutely adore old books.  I just love the way they look.

So many great things about this city that we bid farewell today.  I hope someday to be back and play in its midst again.  But for now we're on our way to the land of the brothers Grimm.  Yup, we're going to be looking for some real life fairy tales.

With guidebook in hand we will say our good-byes for a bit.  We'll be taking a little blogging break as I do not want to concern myself with finding little inns with high speed internet.  We're going to try to get as lost as possible into the woods of Snow White, Hansel & Gretel and The Frog Prince.  We'll see you on the other side.

Rainy Days

Our third day of rain in a row so we've been busy inside these days.

We thought we'd brighten up the inside a bit with some happy dishtowels.  The one on the left is by the big sister (age 9).  I'm really happy that she loves to stitch and does not work from patterns.  She tends to love rules and order so her just picking up a needle and thread and having a vague sense of what she wants to do and then realizing it is a very fun thing to watch.

Mine is in process on the right with bottom trim and wild paisleys to still come.  I also work freeform just seeing what happens as I go.

Here's something from cousin Emma (9 yrs) who chose something a bit more abstract.  This is called 'snow storm.'  

We also had a birthday in the house this week so the 7 year old whipped up this number which reads, "Happy Birthday Cora."  It's a bit tough to read with the super light pink but she made this all on her own- didn't even ask for help threading the needle, which she normally does.  I was really impressed with her flower and this is the first I've seen her do lettering.  She wanted to work on it as a surprise and then gave it in secret to her newly 3 yr old cousin.  After she gave it to her she came to me and showed it to me and said, "I gave it to Cora, but she didn't like it so I think I'll take out the letters and make something else for myself now."  This is when I'm so impressed with my littles that it almost makes me want to cry.  She was so unattached to her very honest little cousin telling her she didn't want it so just thought of what to do next.  There was no lamenting over the past or crying about it or hurt feelings of any sort.  Oh, how I wish I could respond that like to my good intentions that aren't received with the reaction I'd hoped for!!  This is one of those moments when our children really are our best teachers.

There's been a whole lot of game making going on as well.

The most amusing part of this rainy spell is the two older ones deciding to take ballet online.  They were inspired by a recent read of Ballet Shoes by Noel Steatfeild and then watching the movie afterward.  They dug up some very old ballet outfits from the dress-up box and downloaded a lesson taught by a rather stuffy elderly British woman.  It is good humor to watch these two in action.  We will definitely be checking out the other books in this series like Theatre Shoes, Tennis Shoes & Skating Shoes.

The old cliche about our children being our greatest teachers proves to be true so often in my life.  The older girls think they are ready to star in swan lake- they are so confident in their very minimal ballet skills and confidently move forward in their training.  The little one with her gift-giving rejection that didn't phase her.  There is so much for me to learn around here.  What have your children taught you this week?

ethics vs. religion

There is a big debate these days in Berlin over ethics and religion in school.  It is going to the ballots as to whether children will be taught religion or ethics.  Right now all children have mandatory ethics classes and the option to have religion class in addition.   But the religious parties want it to be ethics or religion, not religion in addition to ethics.  They feel that the ethics classes are watered down and remove the need for religion in a person's life- teaching that all you have to do it be a good person in life and that will be enough without the need for God.  

It's very interesting to watch this debate for the public school sector since we technically have separation of church and state in the US.  What are your thoughts?  Do you think mandatory ethics classes are a good idea in public school?  I know lots of you homeschool but for those of you that use curricula do you include ethics as a subject?  Or is it something you just sort of incorporate into your everyday lives?  And if so, how??

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flea market

Just walking up to the row of stalls lined up along the river gets me in the mood.  Though we're not buying, just looking is its own delight.  That this flea market is set among the most inspiring architecture rather than a dusty parking lot is a huge bonus.

We have never seen twig pencils this big before!  The girls thought they looked a little impractical for drawing but I loved how they looked!

Windy scarves.

I love the two on the bike in the corner.  I fantasize about a time when I will come to Europe to simply buy art I love...

eating bunnies

Vegetarians don't read this post!  Yup, we ate rabbit.  Rabbit is in every grocery store here right next to the chicken and the pigs.  At first the girls were kind of grossed out by it- well, because:

But we've also had a pet chicken and regularly eat chicken.  We are an omnivorous family.  I've spend years as a vegetarian and most of college as a vegan, but I must say I definitely feel better, don't have anemia and feel more emotionally balanced when I eat meat, so I do.

This was my first time to cook rabbit and it was unusual getting used to seeing such different shapes of animal in the pot.  We used this recipe going for a french style rabbit.

We dredged and browned the rabbit, which did have an unusual order.

But once the onions, mushrooms, bacon and garlic were in all was well.

We had it with roast potatoes and lots of roast garlic.  I don't know about your kids, but mine absolutely cannot get enough garlic in their lives so I always tuck in a few extra heads around the side of the pan.

It came out of the oven looking like this and smelled incredible.  

Seven out of eight people in this house could subside entirely on this concoction- roasted garlic smeared on a fresh out of the oven loaf of 'farmer's bread.'  It went exceptionally well with the rabbit

and was heavenly dipped in the sauce.  This sauce was so good we saved it and used it over pan fried turkey fillets two days later.

Comments from the peanut gallery:

"Tastes kind of like chicken but a little different."

"Mmmm, I love it."

"When can we have it again?"

"It tastes like frog legs but at least it didn't come with blood pudding."  (memories of travels past!)

"It's ok, but I like chicken better."

In all, a successful meal.  Everyone ate it and most loved it.  I try not to get too wrapped up with ethics of food while traveling and really try to expose my girls to local ways of eating so they can make decisions and their own choices when the time comes.  

I often get asked how I 'get my kids to try new foods.'  I don't really have a good answer to this other than I have always offered different foods to them and am always trying new things myself.  I never used baby food or 'kid food' like boxes of frozen chicken nuggets for my kids.  I feed them foods I like to eat and since I have never craved a frozen, breaded reconstituted piece of chicken before it was not something that I was drawn to feed my kids.  I've never cooked separate foods for my kids and serve one dinner for everyone.  If there is something they do not like I do not make them eat it.  There will always be something that they can eat and if they only eat an apple while sitting at the table with us that's fine with me.  I do not mind if they go to the fridge and get a bowl of applesauce or yogurt if they're really hungry and something is particularly distasteful to them.  I've eaten rattle snack, beef penis, duck webs, pig uterus, bird saliva - but I can't stand peas.  They are actually pickier than I'd like but when compared to most American children I suppose I shouldn't complain because they do usually at least try new things.  

The flip side is that they are kind of food snobs at this point.  When we lived in Cali we lived directly behind a Wendy's.  One night when I was particularly pooped I said as we passed, "Let's just go through the drive-thru."  Oh, the protest that I heard, "No, that's disgusting!"  "I am not eating fast food."  "I'll totally get a stomach ache like last time (when a friend took her.)"  Then the 8 yr old said, "There's salmon in the freezer and it is not hard to put a little garlic and olive oil on a piece of fish and stick it in the oven."  So I was put right into place and fast food was not eaten for dinner!

Our current blessing that I'm really enjoying:

The silver rain,

The golden sun,

The fields where golden poppies run.

And all the ripples of the wheat

are in the bread (they've been substituting whatever wheat is in - pancakes, biscuits, tortillas) we love to eat.

So when we sit for every meal

and give our thanks we always feel

That we are eating rain and sun and fields where golden poppies run.

It took the older girls about 10 minutes to learn it and the 2 and  4 yr old about a week before they knew it completely.