Prague, day one

Here we are leaving a wonderful coffee shop with the nicest woman ever who adored the girls and kept bringing us treats (and no, that's not why she was the nicest woman ever. She also told me that I was pretty.) Dessi is smiling wildly because she's amped up on the black tea she was served. I had never heard of such a thing, but in fact now I realize they also serve it in her German kindergarten.

Dessi found a little ladybug -- let's just say it was resting -- on a leaf, while Adai stretched out on a bench in a pretty, smallish outdoor sculpture museum by the river.

Prague

Here we are in something-something square (Prague), waiting for the bell to ring (a little puppet-ish man comes out of the church door and hits a bell with a stick) (Seriously, I used to be such a good tourist. Now, with these two it is survival mode. If we happen to see something interesting, then great! If not, well, just keep moving and soon enough it will be time to eat again.) My grandfather is from Czech Republic. It was interesting to walk the streets and think about whether or not he had ever been on that same sidewalk.

These are some pictures of the famous (in our circle, anyway) Bubble Guy of Prague. St. Charles Bridge? Ha, no thanks. Where's that Bubble Guy?

We later bought big bubble makers of our own from amazon and celebrated Dessi's birthday (October) with ginormous bubbles in the backyard. They are not that easy, we mostly made bubble tunnels. This guy has a special gift.

Salzburg

Eric was in charge of the camera this trip, so only two pictures and none with people in them!! It was a good trip, but except for the Mozart experience it was a pretty traditional European city. (I'm so spoiled, huh?!)

Halloween, 2012

Dessi was a magic ballerina, Adai was a magic fish (her wand and crown are in her bag), and I was a cat burglar. We trick-or-treated on base, and it was a super fun time with lots of adults dressed up and lots of junk food. The girls had a few pieces that night, one piece the next day, and the rest was never asked about again. Seriously. I don't know how we got so lucky with non sugar-eaters!!