Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Crazy Global Warming

Lighting of the Raheny village tree.  It's not quite the Fayetteville square.

Freshly decorated minus the cats.  

Friendly neighborhood snow fight.
We have had some interesting weather here the last 4 days including snow, sleet, hail, rain, sun, thunder and lightning, usually occurring within minutes of each other.  Early Saturday morning the lightning hit the Dart line and hail froze on the streets.  Sunday morning church services were canceled because of the snow.  Monday we got enough snow to build part of an igloo and several snowmen.  Today sleet was the main culprit of keeping people inside.  The kids have loved it!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

A Very Merry Thanksgiving to You!

Our new summer home.

Cinderella castle

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

Town square

Davis climbing the wall.

Bailey and Samantha

Sam, Davis and Michael

Bailey, Samantha, Michelle, Marcel, Jackson and Scott

The famous wall of Rothenberg

English translation:  Go Hogs, Beat LSU

Can't resist.

Jasmine and Bailey

Michelle and Jackson

Samantha, Bailey and Carlee during their program performance.

Staying up late talking with the Bealls

Jakub and his parents

Mitch and Scott

Can you see the turkey on this apple pie?
This past weekend we traveled as a team to the European American Retreat in Rothenberg, Germany.  We caught up with old friends and made new friends too.  It was a blessing to be with other missionaries serving in Europe, as well as military and civilians living in Germany.  We ate too much, stayed up too late, and got lost too many times on the way to our bed and breakfast in Freudenbach.  We hope you have a great Thanksgiving day!

Thursday, November 11, 2010


No, not the gross kind of hurling.  I'm talking about the Gaelic game of hurling.  The one that involves slitters (the ball), sticks, and thankfully shin guards and helmets with face protection.  Davis had his first game this past Saturday.  I can imagine someone watching baseball for the first time would be as confused as I was watching hurling.  How many players are on the field at a time?  No idea.  How long can you run with the ball in your hand?  No idea.  How many points do you get for passing it though the uprights as opposed to the net?  No idea.  Watching your son getting hit in the helmet with a slitter?  Priceless.