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Lech Zürs with Soren

by Toiny Westberry 10 April 2013
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The boy is on a plane. Already. It was a beautiful, perfect, whirlwind visit.  He has become an incredible young man.  I didn’t think it was possible to love him even more, but I do.  And I miss him with all my heart.  I hate, hate, hate this part of living in Germany. I’m extremely […]

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Our Sparschwein

by Toiny Westberry 3 April 2013
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The last four days have been a whirlwind. It started with the latin Easter Vigil mass on Saturday night.  Something I recommend everyone attend at least once.  It is stunningly beautiful, mostly done by candle light.  Ours included a baptism and was four hours long. We didn’t get home till 2 am on Sunday morning.  Just […]

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Easter

by Toiny Westberry 30 March 2013
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Every year I seem to be the only mom in church with not-so-beautiful dyed fingers.  I’m pretty sure this is why pristine white gloves used to be De riguer for Easter.  I just know that even if I invested in some pristine white gloves, they wouldn’t stay that way till mass, let alone all the way through.  […]

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Rocks in a Box

by Toiny Westberry 27 March 2013
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Sunday night, getting all the stuff ready for school the next day, I was met with protests. “but Moooooom!  We don’t have school tomorrow.” What?  No school. Why?  What was going on.  Were they sure? “When we left on Friday they all said: ‘frohe ferien.’” Um.  Frohe ferien = happy holidays.  Oops. I googled the school […]

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Bicycle Mom

by Toiny Westberry 23 March 2013
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It is no secret they do things differently here in Germany.  We are here as a guest in their country, and I’m doing my best to adapt.  Some things are easy (ahem, beer), but some things are hard.  The hardest one for me is letting my kids go. In the last year of Kindy (preschool […]

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Weigh-me, Price-me

by Toiny Westberry 20 March 2013
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Oh, I know I’ll probably get some emails from concerned peeps that Dane will now be a smoker.  Sigh.  I can’t even say I disagree.  I can tell you that I grew up with fake cigarettes, and was the coolest, candy-smokingest, kid in my 5th grade class at Almaden Elementary school in San Jose, CA, and […]

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WRX STI

by Toiny Westberry 16 March 2013
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I have to brag a minute, sometimes moms just can’t resist.  Besides, the other part of the story makes no sense without the brag tossed in.  That’s my story & I’m sticking to it. Soren, our oldest, graduated college in May.  After 5 long, disheartening, months, he started a new job in November.  Two months […]

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Goodbye Sweet James

by Toiny Westberry 13 March 2013
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Our trip to Berlin ended with a bang.  Literally.  An hour from home the engine made a noise.  A loud noise.  A not good noise.  Dave & I looked at each other & knew.  Our faithful companion, our workhorse, our James had died.  Even at the very end he served us well, saving his final […]

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Min in Berlin

by Toiny Westberry 9 March 2013
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I love my new house.  I love being home. I hate unpacking boxes. I hate that every weekend is about unpacking the boxes.  Of course, it’s not all we do, but it is a lot of what we do and after 2 months it was time for a break. And what do you know?  My good […]

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Kaffeetrinken

by Toiny Westberry 6 March 2013
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On Saturday friends stopped by.  German friends from the old neighborhood.  Kai had called ahead to make sure we were home, and he offered to bring the cake.  Sure!  I love cake. I assumed the cake was for dessert.  Silly me.  Never assume.  Never, ever, assume with Germans.  The cake was for kaffeetrinken (coffee drinking).  Kaffeetrinken […]

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