While I was Wandering Pearl Harbor

Visiting Pearl Harbor

Last week I turned our photo calendar over to November and saw we picked a picture of the beaches of Normandy for November. As we have travelled, we have visited WW1 and WW2 museums in England, battlefields in France, and concentration camps in Germany. Across all of those travels we’ve visited memorials and military cemeteries for French, German, and American troops. This past summer we went to Hawaii. In addition to the typical beaches, resorts, pools, and luaus (more posts to come!) we went to Pearl Harbor.

The European Adventure Comes to a Close

After two weeks and a few days we were in Frankfurt ready to come home. And we were ready. Unlike other vacations where we aren’t ready to come home, we were ready. We loved our trip and had a great time, but after 18 nights you start to miss your own bed. And you, well at least us, start to miss your own coffee!

Maybe My Brother Isn’t an Alien

I have a little brother. Well, he isn't my little brother anymore, he is my younger brother now since he is taller than me. 
For as long as I can remember I remember thinking one of two things:
He HAD to be adopted 
He HAD to be an alien