Five For Friday: May 23

It's a wonderfully rainy day here in Germany. The kind that makes you want to curl up under a blanket on the couch with your baby boy and watch a Thomas the Train marathon, while you listen to the patter of rain on the roof. I did have a downtown doughnut date planned for this morning, but alas, the rain has cancelled those plans. The downtown walking area is beautiful and I love it, but it's hard to get motivated to head that way when it's poor weather. Something about lugging myself and the stroller through the rain is very unappealing. I am getting adjusted to traveling in the rain (because it seems to rain EVERY trip we take), but I don't really want to spend the everyday moments covered in rain. So instead of downing some doughnuts, I'll be catching you up on my week.

This week has flown by it seems. Really, it feels like this whole year has flown by. At one point during the fall I remember thinking, "Wow-it's only been 6 months since we moved here." Now I feel like I'm quickly losing my time in Europe. Only two years left. I know it probably sounds silly, but once you have a definite expiration date, it makes every day feel like a countdown. We have a lot we want to see before we leave, and the to-do list is longer than the available time!

So, as I was saying, the week flew by quickly. Josh had been out of town for work since Mother's Day, so it was only the kids and I. It really amazes me how the mommy brain works. I swear when Josh is here, I feel like I don't have enough hours in the day to get everything done that I need to get done. And Josh is not one of those husbands who doesn't help--he's incredibly hands on. I even get upset sometimes because I feel like he's helping too much! He'll walk in from work and start picking up or he'll start dinner, and it makes me feel bad. Well, with him gone I think my brain enters some sort of mom-matrix. Time slows down and all of a sudden it feels like there are 16 hours of daylight, and all my tasks get done. Of course that might have to do with the fact there actually is 16 hours of daylight--the sun has been coming up around 5:30am and setting well after 9pm! Usually when we have to leave for practice at 5, dinner hasn't been made and we end up cooking and eating after practice around 7-7:30. Last week we had eaten, cleaned up, and still made it to practice early. I'm telling you, my brain just clicked. I subconsciously knew that there wasn't anyone to help me out, so it just got done. I really wish it was like that all the time...minus the fact of Josh being gone. If that could go ahead and happen, it'd be great! We had a good week though, and it was made that much better when Josh said he'd be coming home two days early from his trip. I know it's hard for him to be away, and I might be a little bias, but I think it's harder to be the one to stay home. Especially seeing all the gorgeous photos he was sending me from Italy! I hope he won't mind a return trip, because Venice looked amazing!

This week I thought I'd focus on two people whom I don't think I give enough credit to. My daughters! They are really growing into awesome little people. They are smart, funny, caring and (for the most part) respectful. Everything a parent could hope for in their kids. This week was an especially proud moment when I learned that Little J-who struggles with school work, reading in particular-has raised her overall reading score from far below grade level into solid 'on grade' territory. Reading is probably her least favorite thing to do, I think because it's harder for her, but she really worked to get that score raised. Now if I could get her to apply herself just a smidge more overall, I'd be satisfied for a while! She's getting there, though. Still-any tips are welcomed! Her teacher suggested keeping her on a school schedule over the summer, but since I'm not a teacher, that sounds pretty tedious to me. I'm sure I could find her some handouts to work on, but I'm not sure how I'm supposed to keep a 10 year doing two hours of math while her siblings play. Again...suggestions more than welcomed!

K had an appointment this week for her 11 year old shots. You know, because she's going into middle school. MIDDLE SCHOOL. That would mean I'm actually old enough to have a middle schooler. I feel like I've just recently left middle school myself. But yes, she got her shots so I guess she can go now. While we were at the doctor, I mentioned how K was having knee pain during softball and gym class. The doctor took one look at her from across the room and said "Oh yes! She has seriously flat feet. Let me guess...it's this knee that hurts the most?" Sure enough, that was the knee giving K an issue, so we have a referral to see an orthopedist to hopefully get that remedied. Since the appointment took longer than I expected, K has a pretty easy going teacher, and she never misses school, I decided I'd let her 'skip' the rest of the day. I know--shame on mom! We had a blast. It was one of my new year goals to spend more one on one time with the kids, and I haven't really done it. Tuesday was a great time, though. We went to the one euro store, and she helped me run errands. They were so much easier with her around. Note to self...hire personal assistant! We also went to pick up the mail, and this has to be the highlight of my week: (I'm kidding, but it's exciting news) The mailroom guy DOESN'T hate me. We went at a time the mailroom window wasn't open-which means you can't get packages if you have them. Naturally, I had a slip to pick up a package, so I was going to have to come back. As I was rounding the corner to leave, the mailroom guy saw me and said to his coworker, "Doesn't she have a box?" They actually went back and got it for me! He also made chit chat about a package that had been sent to the wrong place that he "found for me". What a guy, huh? He did his job just for me. He's being nice, so I'm not complaining!

Also while K and I were out, we were able to go by the train station and pick up train tickets to Paris for when my family comes to visit in a few weeks. They were so much cheaper at the station than online, it completely took me by surprise. I know I gave the ticket agent a shock when I squealed with delight! So, with train tickets booked, we of course had to book our hotel room. It was such a relief to get that taken care of, and good thing we didn't wait any longer. We needed two rooms and the hotels were filling up quickly! We managed to snag one that provides breakfast included in the price-a must for so many people. Plus it's not far from the Eiffel Tower, unlike the last time we went to Paris and stayed outside the city. I can't wait to eat some macarons see the beautiful sights again!

This Wednesday, like most Wednesdays with nice weather, PJ and I went to the farmers market downtown. We did our usual people watching and wandering around, but we also had a specific task in mind this time. I had to find a German post office so I could mail a package to the UK for a craft swap I did. The USPS wanted $64 to ship it. As I so pleasantly informed the clerk at the post office while kindly taking my box back, I could fly there and hand deliver it for less! Seriously, RyanAir flights are like $40! When I finally found the German post office, packed my DHL box, and said a silent prayer for a clerk who spoke English really well, I mailed my box for 9 Euro. Honestly, USPS... get with it. So after mailing our box, we decided to enjoy a currywurst lunch. Let me try and explain food carts here. They sell whatever food is their specialty, and usually have a few tables set up. More than likely those tables will be standing height, so you enjoy your food while standing. Since there are only about 6-8 tables, and loads more people, you end up sharing a table with a stranger. It's a perfect way to get to know new people-if you speak the same language as them. I shared with an older lady, we ate in silence, then she left. Then another lady came to ask if she could share. I said yes of course and continued to try and wrestle some food into my impatient two year old. He was way more interested in climbing in and out of his stroller and somehow cover himself in curry sauce. Good thing we both wore white...not! PJ was being his normal chatter bug self, and the lady sharing our table said, "He's so cute!" I wasn't expecting her to speak English, but it turned out she was from the base, too. We talked as we ate, then decided to grab a smoothie together. We ended up walking around the shops downtown for the rest of the afternoon. What a great happenstance that we would end up standing at the same table for lunch, bonding over bratwurst!

This week has been so eventful-my schedule looks like a rainbow of scribble with everything going on. But the one thing I did do for myself (sort of) was to join the PTO. I am now the head of the spirit wear committee. I am so excited to get to help out with Little J's school in a way that I really feel like I can make an impact. I may not be the most in-your-face person when it comes to sales, but I've got spirit, yes I do! I've already come up with some ideas, but I get to just spearhead the whole thing and have my own team, which is both exciting and really nerve-wracking at the same time!

All and all this has been a great week. I have so much to be thankful for in my life and I'm very lucky. By far one of the best decisions I've made recently is to count my blessings big and small, to let go of the negative and hold on to the positive. I'm in no way saying that I never have a day where I can't wait to break open the wine and I'd never try to say "this is how everyone should feel", but as for me and my crew, I highly encourage the power of positivity!

The Wiesbaden farmers market. They're held every Wednesday and Saturday mornings.

I can't get over how big they're getting!

Friends, I am soliciting your advice. In between travel adventures, what would you like to read about on this blog? Leave a comment below--your ideas are welcome! As always, I thank you for reading! 

Five For Friday: May 9

Hello friends! I think I'm finally back in the blogging saddle! I wanted to share my five good things but not necessarily just from this week, since I've missed a few weeks!

{{Since I've resolved to get back on track, that means keeping up with social media as well. If you aren't already, make sure you're following OurLife on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and Bloglovin. You can also follow my personal Pinterest page with the links above!}}

I know I've already expressed my excitement over the softball season starting, but it is now in full swing and I LOVE it. I love to watch and cheer for my children (just like every parent). I've told you how when I get in to something, I get all in. Well, at least one of my children is just like me in that respect. During cheer season K wanted cheer clothes and bows, she wanted to watch every cheer youtube video she could find, and she would not. stop. cheering. Now that softball has started, she's all in with that. She wants softball shirts to wear to school and wants to watch any videos/tutorials she can find. They both spend extra time on the field after practice is done for the evening. I had some softball ribbon in my stash and decided to make each girl on the team a ribbon for game days. When I first presented it to my two, they scoffed. They didn't want to be caught dead in a cheer ribbon. Excuse me, Dr. Jekyll! But, since the rest of the team loved them, they're all in. Tweens... I tell ya!
Their team has won every game so far-except for one random coach pitched game which they tied- and they are all seeming to enjoy it. I love watching a group of girls who don't know each other at the beginning of a season form bonds and friendships over time. They have all really improved as a team and individually, too.

I'm sorry if this qualifies for the TMI category, but this is life. We have semi-officially started potty training. I honestly do not remember doing this with the girls. Could this be a repressed memory. My brain is maybe trying to block out some traumatic experience I've had? What I do know is that training a boy is different from anything I may have done with the girls. The very first lesson was "tuck it down, dude!" Cleaning the floor every time seems to be fun for him to watch--not so much fun for mommy. The one part of this process that makes it easier is that he seems sort of motivated to not go in his diaper. Jelly beans are amazing motivators! "Mommy--go get my jelly beans ready." The confidence in this one is strong! Here's hoping this works out soon. Not having to buy diapers would be spectacular-especially since neither the commissary nor the PX has had his size in stock for about three weeks!

I have been getting back in to my crafting lately, and it feels darn good.  My little craft room is not in our main house, it's upstairs in our apartment, so sometimes it's hard to get up there and work. I did manage to get it reorganized and cleaned up in the past few weeks, so everything has a place and it doesn't make me feel like I need to clean every time I walk in now. I love that I'm able to go in, do whatever it is I've had the whim to work on, leave it if I need to and come back later. That's helpful since I'm pretty certain I have adult onset ADD. {Seriously, I burnt cookies and chicken in the past two weeks. I've also forgotten to go get the girls at school when I told them I would. Good thing we have an 'if you don't see me in this particular spot, get on the bus' rule.} Craft wise, I've been able to get a jump on my December Daily book-it's all decorated and ready to go, I've made things for my planner, I've made things for other people's planners that I plan to send as RAK's (random acts of kindness), I've made cards, a book for Little J's teacher, and random other things. I swear it helps center my soul when I can have a creative outlet like that. If that sounds weird or cheesy to you, I'll assume you don't craft. :)

I just received the email this morning containing the air tickets for my parents and youngest sister! They'll be here in mid June to visit us for about a month! I cannot express my excitement. I know the kids are just about to burst waiting for them. PJ has been a great little helper getting the apartment ready for them. We've gotten new bedding and towels and set up the kitchen. You know, things that keep us busy in the meantime while we countdown the weeks and days until they get here. We've also  tried to plan a trip and work out the logistics of how exactly we're going to transport 8 people around. Anyone in the Wiesbaden area want to lend us a mini van??

PJ and I went out one morning a few weeks ago and discovered a new to us walking path. It took us over some hills and through some beautiful fields. Plus I got to go past my very favorite tree. I don't know why, but it's so cute to me. It was an amazing walk-we ended up at the edge of the next town over before we turned around. I took my camera (with a constantly dead battery when I want it) and my phone and took pictures. Of course the pictures NEVER capture the beauty of real life. Here's a fun fact for you: the 3by5 part of our blog name comes from the John Mayer song 3x5. One of the lyrics being

"I didn't have a camera by my side this time. Hoping I would see the world through both my eyes." 

It also says no more 3x5's, but we'll just ignore that part. Anyhoo...nature is not really something I generally like to be a part of. Bugs and dirt are just not my thing. But I do appreciate its beauty, so going out to be a part of a new day beginning was pretty amazing. Also, since nature isn't my thing, I'm a little surprised that our attempt at backyard gardening seems to be working! We have some veggies sprouting in our little square foot garden. German vegetables seem to be the difference. They must all be used to little sunlight, I guess. We'll see where this goes, but so far so good! Just in time for my attempt at clean eating. I'm not saying it's going to work or I'll be able to stick to it. I love my carbs and especially love my sugar. But by golly, I'm going to try!

On the note of clean eating...Do you have a favorite recipe you'd like to share? Or any resources for keeping on track? Leave a link in the comments, if you would! 

One for the Road: London

{For some reason, it has been so hard to sit down and blog lately. I have time, I just don't really feel like spending it in front of this big honkin screen! Perhaps I need a Macbook (hint bomb:dropped, Josh!)then I could type in the car while I wait for the kids at school or at softball practice, or-the most likely place-bed. Either way, I have made a vow to myself to get back on track, and I've set specific goals and a plan to get me there. So, expect to hear a little more from me coming up.}

I wanted to finish recapping our trip to London. Which, in my opinion was the best vacation we've taken so far. I loved it there, and really wish it wasn't such an involved trip and so expensive. I don't want to have to hop on a plane to get there, and driving would be too lengthy a trek. So we'll have to save our next jaunt to London (if there is one) for a special occasion! Speaking of special occasions, I do believe that is where I left off-detailing Little J's birthday day.

Well, as I said before, each girl got to pick one special event for their day, and we picked the other. Before we left, I envisioned that being my girly girl, Little J would pick tea at the palace or something to that effect. I went downtown and picked up some quasi fancy dresses for the three of us, and made sure the boys packed nice clothes as well. I was set. Little did I know she'd be throwing me a curve ball by absolutely not wanting to do tea time, no matter how much I tried to persuade her. It just "didn't sound fun" to her. Shows how much I know, huh?! She's quite the indecisive little thing, but we couldn't 'waste' time waiting for her to decide on a place to go. We went down to breakfast-a delicious buffet spread that we enjoyed every day. A waitress noticed how dressed up we all were (since I was still so sure she'd pick tea) and stopped to chat. She asked how we were liking our stay and what we'd visited. Through the course of conversation, she learned it was Little J's birthday, and she tried to make some suggestions on where she should go. When she asked Little J if she played any sports, and she replied softball, the look on the woman's face was priceless. We sometimes forget that Europeans aren't hip to the same games as we are. Us trying to remember to call soccer football is a struggle even after a year, but the lady had no clue what softball was. Josh explained it was "kind of like cricket. For girls." Apparently that puts my girls in rare company in the eyes of the British. After she made her suggestions and we finished our meal, she surprised Little J with a mountainous breakfast sundae and each girl with a goodie bag full of candy and toys. She even had the rest of the wait staff come to our table for an early morning "happy birthday" serenade. It was pretty much the nicest thing she could have done for them. It made the girls feel really special on their days (because she made sure to find us for K's birthday, as well).

Since we had already picked out our activity for the day, we once again boarded the tube headed to Victoria Station. Once there, we walked towards Buckingham Palace so that we could try and catch a glimpse of the changing of the guard. Holy bananas. That place was so crazy. I expected a lot of people, of course, but I was not prepared for the pure madness of it all. Little kids were being pushed aside and crunched together. Grown men were shoving their way through the throngs of people to push their way to the gates. We found a semi open spot where we could at least breathe without fear of being trampled. We couldn't see much-the girls saw nothing at all-but for once having my super long arms paid off. I was able to lift my camera over the crowd and get some decent footage. At least we'd be able to watch it later. And we'll always have the experience, right?! After the almost viewing of the guard change, Little J had finally made the decision on what she wanted to do that day. What did she pick? The London Eye. I did not see that coming whatsoever. She's scared of nearly every type of thrill ride-including the Sesame Street coaster at Busch Gardens. I certainly did not expect her to pick Europe's tallest ferris wheel! I admit I was a little hesitant myself, given my last in air melt down. I decided to suck it up, however, partly because my child wanted to do this and partly because I've tried to challenge myself to step out of my comfort zone. This day that meant boarding a giant ferris wheel and riding hundreds of feet in the air. No big deal. I am so glad I did. The views were amazing and PJ is still talking about it. (Every time he sees a picture of the London Eye, he says, "We've been there. We've been on that ferris wheel.") They offer you an interactive guide to purchase for £1 so you can know what you're looking at on the horizon. Even though I purchased that guide, I was still lost. I was mainly bouncing back and forth in the car looking at this site or that one. Or making sure PJ didn't lean on the door that said  "DO NOT LEAN ON THIS DOOR" (OR PLUMMET TO YOUR CERTAIN DEATH). The last part was definitely implied.

In addition to our ride on the London Eye and the changing of the guard, we walked around a bit. We posed for pictures like good tourists, we watched street performers in Trafalgar Square,we hit up the M&M store, and just thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.