Nuremberg is THE christmas market. The market of all markets. And it is beautiful. But so is our little one downtown. And the Market in Wurzberg. And Bamberg. Each town has a little different tradition and flair to them. I went to a variety just to get the flair (with Lu strapped on because Germans are fans of crowds and I don't even try to finangle my way through with an American stroller) of each. Had a ton of fun too! Got Christmas and birthday presents as well as a bunch of candy for the kids since thats what they're getting from hubs and I this year. It becomes expensive to buy for 10 nieces and nephews very quickly. It may become sort of a tradition. It just seems much more sane than buying presents for all of them. Especially since we're the only couple that has ten. All our siblings have 5 or less niece and nephews. Here are some pictures from the king of the fests in Nuremberg since that's the one hubs attended with me so he was the official camera wielder.
A military wife is mostly girl. But there are times, such as when her husband is away and she is mowing the lawn or fixing a youngster's bike, that she begins to suspect she is also boy. She usually comes in three sizes: petite, plump and pregnant. During the early years of her marriage it is often hard to determine which size is her normal one. She has babies all over the world and measures time in terms of places as other women do in years.
I'm a 23 year old wife and mom trying to find a place in the world. I'm my husband's mistress since he's married to the army. I love to read, cook, and eat, not necessarily in that order. I live, I laugh, I cry, and sometimes I even get it right.