It has been a while since I posted anything. This is because I have been fanatically busy in the kitchen, exploring the wonderful world of auto-immune paleo in an effort to clear up some family health issues, and if you follow me on Pinterest, you’re probably wondering what is up with all the recipe posting. The good news is that I now know how to cook more things out of plantains and coconut flour than you can imagine, thanks in part to an awesome blog titled “He Won’t Know It’s Paleo,” because I definitely need to be able to sneak stuff in. The bad news is that Halloween is coming up and my kids have candy stars in their eyes and I’m not sure who will win in the battle between mommy and corn syrup next week. Yesterday after a run-up fall fest party, my daughter asked the rather telling question, “Do all the other mommies only let their children keep five pieces of candy?” And that was when I realized, yes, I have in fact turned into my own mother.
Also, when I had nightmares as a child, it usually involved monsters. These days, my nightmares revolve around my son eating gluten. TMI? Okay, let’s move on.
We, of course, live in Germany, and even though this is a throwback photo shoot, can I just say how excited we are to be able to own lederhosen and dirndls for every member of our family? I should probably clarify that last statement: no, my husband does not own a dirndl. Somehow, I don’t think people stateside will understand when we head back and want to wear them to, say, the Oklahoma state fair. But hey, if mullets go, I probably can too.
Anyway, the hills are alive, and so are my kids. We trekked to Berchtesgaden, Germany for the phenomenal views, but neither of them wanted to stay still for this shoot, so we told my daughter to “Be Maria,” which involves running and spinning adorably, and we plunked my son down and hopped around and made monkey faces to coax his smiles.
Oh, and in case you noticed, yes, my son has two different sets of lederhosen… which just gave away the fact that we did this photo shoot twice. One is a set of homemade ribbon suspenders I made and attached to his khaki shorts. The other set we found in a gift shop the next day, and were all, “These are the tiniest and cutest things we’ve ever seen! We must take more pictures!” So we did. The End.