What else has happen in the past two months? Well, my choir put together another amazing show. This time, they traveled to Germany for the Musica Sacra festival. Follow this link to read. Performing religious music (both Christian and Muslim) I know they wowed the audiences there and had a blast. This picture shows "qanuun" used to accompany a few pieces. I missed going, but chose to focus on my family this month, as there have been some big events.
- Abu Tulip and I celebrated 10 years of marriage together. 10 years! It's sad so many don't make it to this milestone, and I'm so blessed to be married to my best friend. We're taking the family for Switzerland for 10 days at the end of the month to celebrate and take a little time out for refreshment.
- Oliver turned 7 years old. His party was batman themed, hence the cupcakes. He is such a joy. The other day he said to Abu Tulip, "Dad, you were wrong, there is something that drinks but doesn't pee. Plants!" This kid is thinking and observing all the time. He's done a great job on his first grade "exams". No, I did not have him study, unlike his classmates, but he has learned a lot and is speaking and reading Arabic.
- Teddy Bear graduated from pre-school. He'll go to KG1 in the fall. He has a great little best friend from nursery that will join him at the kindergarten. He sings in Arabic and English, and recently was jumping on my bed singing a song from my choir. (He is Mr. Sun in the picture)
- Baby Bulb is no longer a baby. I need to find a new name. Ideas, anyone? He is a climber, and has a vocabulary of about 8 words. Mommy, no, la (no), anineh (bottle), hatti (give me), daddy, baby, daw (light).
Oh, Oliver also finished his first season of T-ball. Yes, it was only T-ball, but watching him play reminds me that my kids are going to grow up. Watching the high schoolers play on the field next to us was a reality check for me. Those boys are all taller than me, and my boys will be taller than me some day. One Friday morning we watched a few from the team get out of a taxi and go to their game. In perfect Arabic, they thanked the driver and headed out to the field. I learned that they had just come from running in a race down at the Dead Sea. Responsible, capable, and thriving (not just surviving) in a bilingual, multicultural world. Yes, this is what I hope for my children. Lord, give me strength to raise my boys in wisdom and maturity!