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Hope there is Love Love Love wherever you go (soo bummed I couldn't embed this video for you.)
Noah and the Whale - 5 Year's Time
Happy Valentine's Day!


Since we've been in Luxembourg we've given the girls a new Christmas book to add to our collection. The first year here it was Gingerbread Friends. Last year it was Mr. Willowby's Christmas Tree. This year I intentionally searched Amazon.uk for an English Christmas story. I'm taking full advantage of having access (aka no shipping charges) to so many wonderful books that are new to us. I thought Musgrove and Father Christmas sounded perfect!
St. Nicholas Spoon Guy








Were you as taken with these felt, rose clips from Purl as I was? I immediately found a scrap of red felt and tried one out. So cute and pretty easy to make. A bit time consuming, but satisfying in the end. I used a bigger barrette than the pattern called for. Those little ones just don't hold enough hair. It was easy, I just made the pieces that cover the barrette a bit bigger. It did take a few tries to get it right, but it worked out just fine. I made one for each of my nieces and one each for my girls.
While the girls were making their Valentines I made a few as well. I think they are pretty sweet. The doily is actually quite small only 4 inches across or so. The initial is stamped on using the girls' set of alphabet stamps. Now to get them in the mail. They'll be late, of course. That's how it goes with long distance love.
Last year we made this I Love You garland. We still have it up! It has faded quite a bit and lost a few hearts, but we still enjoy looking at it. This year it's all about the Love Note Pillows. I saw another clever use for pants' pockets today. Have a look (scroll down a bit).
Christmas Eve morning I decided I *must* make my MIL's Christmas Tree bread. It is her thing. (Do you have a thing? Are you the spiced nut gal? Or the rum ball person? I don't have a thing. Maybe I will someday) Each year she makes lots of these trees and delivers them to friends and family. We always eat ours Christmas morning. It's something we look forward to every year.
The story starts with the delivery of Mr. Willoby's christmas tree. It is perfect in every way except it is too tall. So, Mr. Willoby's butler chops the top off of the tree and gives the top to the maid. The maid sets up the tree top in her house and discovers it too is too tall so she cuts off the top. That top is then given to the gardener. And wouldn't you know, the tree is too tall for his house as well. The story continues on like this until the top finds it's way into a mouse house. The text is a lively rhyme. The illustrations are whimsical pen and ink drawings. This is a must have. 
Since we had a turkey and most of the fixins we decided to have Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday anyway, just the 4 of us. It was an abbreviated version of what I was planning, but festive enough for us. Eva set the table, made the place cards and "helped" with dinner as Audrey watched from her bed on the couch.
Just as Bryce was carving the turkey we received a phone call. It was my sister. She had the baby. He was happy and healthy and "the most beautiful newborn" ever.
We're hosting Thanksgiving dinner. On Saturday. For 11 people. This will be the *first* time Bryce and I have ever done this. Yes, I'm totally freaking out. But I'm getting some help. However, instead of planning the menu, checking my linens, looking up recipes or breathing deeply, I decided to put together an activity book for the kids that will be here on Saturday. There will be 4 of them from age 3 to 7. They are all girls and they get very silly, giggly and a bit wild when they're together. I thought, maybe, just maybe an activity book would keep them calmer therefore keeping me calmer. It's a long shot, I know.
As I mentioned in my last post we went on the St. Nicholas Train yesterday afternoon. It was suggested by some fellow expats as a fun thing to do with the kiddos. But other than being "fun" we really didn't know what this St. Nicolas Train experience would entail.
The station was filled with large tables and benches, bratwurst vendors and a beverage counter where coffee, beer, cremant, and juice were available for purchase. At the far end, St. Nicolas had his own private grotto to greet children. There was also a miniature train set up for viewing. And it was a mad house. Did I mention that? It was packed with families who had arrived on the previous train. And a train load of families from the train we'd arrived on.
We grabbed a table and then made a mad dash to the queue to visit St. Nicolas. As you can see only 1 child was willing to visit. This was due to St. Nicolas' helpers, Black Peter(s). They were quite terrifying and Audrey wanted nothing to do with them. {More on Black Peter in my next post.} Eva was more than willing after she saw the goodie bag she would receive from St. Nicholas. I told the girls it was more like a shopping bag of treats not a goodie bag. Sheesh.
After greeting St. Nicholas we visited with friends while the girls consumed mass quanitites of chocolate. Then we got on the train and returned to Petange. It was a great experience. Something new. Something that was carried out in a way that wouldn't be found in the U.S. I loved it. The girls did too!
I think this dish just screams spring and Easter. It is called, Lemon-Raspberry French Toast Strata. I found it on epicurious. It comes together in no time and can even be made ahead. Can't beat that.
