November Festivities

OK, on to catching up with November. Early in the month we had a Marine Corps' Ball or two. I just went to one. He went to two. His job now means that he gets to narrate the entire ball, and everyone said he did a smashing job, better than anyone they'd ever heard. He did do really great, and the ceremony is always cool. Did you know that the Marines celebrate at the ball by cutting a piece of birthday cake and having the oldest Marine present pass it to the youngest Marine to show the passing on of traditions? This year, the youngest Marine present was born in 1993. That's even younger than my little sis now! I remember 1993. 

We were having a tea party with her magnetic Maggie and Cinderella dolls, which she loves. I thought she looked extra beautiful this day, so I had to take a picture. I looked back at a picture today of her with tight little curls when she was 2. I'd forgotten her hair was that curly. It's still beautiful. 

A good representative "look" of D, I think. She's so cute! 

Kissing her prince good night. You can kind of see the trees I painted on the living room wall. I was going to paint the huge old space, but I didn't really love either color when I put it up and didn't want to repaint that whole space when we left. So the trees will be easier to paint over, and they helped make that wall less stark.

D's room is the only other room I painted. I couldn't get quite the same lighting for the colors for the picture, but this is about how it looks. Just one accent wall. It's definitely bright and different, but I only have to live with it for a few years. It totally changed the look of her room from "barren echoing wasteland" to "a kid could maybe sleep here". I like it alright, so it's okay if you don't. :) Getting the lines straight took the longest. 

She figured out how to sit in the Bumbo, then couldn't fling herself out of it. 

We did Thanksgiving with some friends from church and others, at their tower apartment. This was our authentic dish - beni imo, our purple sweet potato. They put them in a pastry here that's really popular that I actually really like. Then there is beni imo ice cream, donuts, and who knows what else. They taste a little different than regular sweet potato, but not by much. 

A. with two of her friends from church

My Girls

I guess these are all from the last month or so - they're getting bigger! D. is saying lots of words. One of her faves is waving and saying "Hai" when we're out. "hai" as in yes. I got her to say "gato" too, not the spanish for "cat" but short for arigato. A. has been brave enough to shout her greetings out the car window to the guards, and although my intention of learning the language is quickly getting lost in the shuffle, I have every intention of bringing it back to the forefront. . . soon. The funny thing about living in a foreign country is that the majority of your life is still taken up with everyday living. I now fully understand why people come back from a foreign duty station not being totally immersed in the culture or not knowing very much of the language. It takes time, and is an "extracurricular" to the events of every day life, so it easily gets pushed to the back burner. But like anything in life, the things you put value on are going to be the things you invest your time in. A reminder for me in how my time is being spent.  

Halloween - a couple months late

OK, I will just cease to apologize for putting things up that have long since been forgotten. You should just be glad they're finally up. :) These are some pictures from the English class party we had at my fellow teacher's house. I took the girls and they had fun making some new friends. The Japanese kids come to our church "basement" room every Saturday morning to do some English lessons with us. I've had lots of fun doing it, and it's satisfying my urge to teach. The kids are ages 6-10, I think. It's great that their moms all speak very good English too, so we've been able to communicate more because of that. Oooh, I almost forgot. . the pictures you won't see of this party are my fan-TAS-tic parking job in my friend's garage. They live out in town and are actually fortunate enough to have a little open garage to park in. Now picture your two American cars. Two of them would fit in their garage, and maybe a third if you blocked your other two. Well, we ended up getting SEVEN of our Japanese cars all wedged in there. I stopped traffic on the main road for a few good minutes while another gal switched cars around. A. had to crawl under our car just to get out because we were in there so tight. Just kidding. I am pretty proud of how my parking in reverse has significantly improved since we've been here. 

The moms said they don't really do trick-or-treating here, but some people might have a little party just because. I heard and saw a few funny things. . one, I heard that people will take their kids on Halloween to knock on the doors of the Americans out in town to get candy, which I thought was pretty awesome. (We're all identified with a special "Y" on our licence plates - stands for "Yankee" and "Your Fault".) Also, probably a third of the kids that were trick-or-treating in the base neighborhood where we were were Japanese, so the people with base privileges definitely hit up that day for their kids to get some candy. 

A. and a new friend 

Some of the littler kids, not sure who they all belonged to

The four big kids are our main students - Liliko, Allen, Kaia and Loy

Of course this is one of the few nights that they both fell asleep in the car, with Daddy on duty, so I was left to get them upstairs alone. Did I mention I counted steps the other day and it's about 150 from our car to the front door (and that's taking the elevator)! I stood A. up and she almost fell over she was so sleepy, it was pretty cute. 

The wonderful 17-year old costume made by Great-Grandma B. of Little Bo Peep. Found the sheep ears at the 100 yen store for D. and dressed her all in white, so that was pretty easy. :)

I neglected to look at my receipt, so I can't tell you the exact amount I dished out for this pumpkin, but I'm pretty sure it was in the $11-13 range. Someone brought a pumpkin in for our pastor to carve Luther's seal on, because they don't sell pumpkins out in town. And to top it all off, that week was so random that we never actually carved anything into the pumpkin. So that's IT! No more pumpkin for these kids until 2014. :)

The only pumpkins they get are these wooden ones that A. and I made. I'm pretty proud of doing a craft project all by myself! Motivation was up there!