New normal

Let's pick up from where we left off: last weekend. 

So, this happened last Sunday:

That's Müller chasing Götze after scoring the winning goal for Germany in the 113th minute of the World Cup finale. And then Pete came over after the game for lasagna. It was awesome.

Then the rest of the week kind of flew by with Dylan's getting several calls for meetings (!!), organizing more of his firm arrangements, and the kids' and my running around as usual, trying to find a good balance between doing our thing and Papa working mostly from home. And then the early mornings. Whyyy must there be so many early mornings. We used to think 8am was normal, somewhere along the line, Paul pushed that up to 7:30, where it stayed for months. And now? We hope to make it passed 6am. This morning was 5:45. 5:45am. The garbage truck passed by -- who needs their trash taken away so early on a Friday, the second day of the week that they come 'round -- and then we hear a quiet, "Müllwagen" (garbage truck). Then, "Müllwageeeeeeeen!" OK, we're up!

And now for the week in photos:

Madeline (7 wks) and Adeline (5 months) 

PS - Dylan saw how I began this post and asked, "Is that all you're gonna say about it? Not that Deutsches Haus was insaaaaane?" So here we go, a little more about the WM (Weltmeisterschaft). We watched at the Deutsches Haus, and it was insane. When Germany finally scored one, anyway, in extra time. It was packed, the kids were great, and Paul ran around a lot - even got up in front of the screen =), like so:

All the people up front said he was cute, though, and encouraged us in making a little soccer fan out of him. Way to go, Deutschland!