Just a regular Thursday. Can't believe it's already our third Thursday here.
Sam's teacher, Ms. Hilton, sent him a movie made by his kindergarten class. It is pretty slick. In it, each of his classmates asks him a question about his trip (e.g. how was the flight? what did you bring? do you have any friends there?) You should have seen Sam's smile while he was watching it. (You could have seen it if I would have had enough sense to take a picture, but I was too misty-eyed at the time.) It was such a wonderful gift to Sam. We are so grateful for his school family at Butler, and especially Ms. Hilton and Mrs. Jackson.
Sam's teacher, Ms. Hilton, sent him a movie made by his kindergarten class. It is pretty slick. In it, each of his classmates asks him a question about his trip (e.g. how was the flight? what did you bring? do you have any friends there?) You should have seen Sam's smile while he was watching it. (You could have seen it if I would have had enough sense to take a picture, but I was too misty-eyed at the time.) It was such a wonderful gift to Sam. We are so grateful for his school family at Butler, and especially Ms. Hilton and Mrs. Jackson.
Grace, the sandbox queen.
Same dress, same smile, neither gets old!
Ah, to sleep that well. On the mattress front, we aren't exactly sleeping on high tech ultra comfort mattresses - they make our futon mattresses back home look positively plush and lofty. Doesn't matter to this guy. He can sleep anywhere. As can Grace, who napped on the tile floor today, face down. 
This is the path we usually travel on our way back to our apartment. On both sides there are open fields that would surely be mowed and highly manicured at any university in the states.
Here is what the open field looks like at the university in Bielefeld. Makes it a delight to walk up the hill... 
pushing a stroller loaded with two kids and the groceries while wearing a third kid. Sam took this picture. 
The boys relaxing after the day's visit to the playground and market.
Ready for some ice cream. 
After the ice cream. (We don't actually have ice cream every day. It just looks like it. Today, everyone was cranky at the playground, and we all needed an attitude adjustment. Ice cream did the trick. I tell you, the stuff is magical.) 
Supper time.
Isaac post-bath. You can almost start to see some hair on his head.
The requisite bathing kids pictures. I couldn't resist, but I insisted on some modesty. 
We are pondering a trip to the city animal park tomorrow (featuring all animals that are native to Germany), but it requires a trip on the city bus. Since I have not scouted out the bus system, I'm a bit leery to try it the first time with all the kids and stroller in tow. We'll see if I am brave enough. Dave gets back on Saturday night. Thank goodness!
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