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... of Weinachten im Fredericksburg

We're doing it! We are leaving the baby overnight! It's only been 13 months (exactly), but it's finally happening.

Quinn and I thought that a fun day in Fredericksburg was in order for our 3.5 year anniversary :) We need to get some Christmas gifts still and thought that Fredericksburg would be the perfect place to look. We'll be staying in a cute little hotel right off main street, right around the corner from the Auslander - a great, authentic German restaurant that we really like - and the Rather Sweet Bakery - a breakfast place that is fantastic. It has been quite rainy, overcast, and a little cold here in central Texas these last few days, so we'll have to bundle up for our shopping excursion tomorrow. We went a few years ago for Thanksgiving weekend and the Christmas decorations were already up and pretty neat. Because I didn't blog about it last time we went, I'll share a few pictures so we can compare when we come back.


I like going to Fredericksburg because a lot of things are written in German and I speak decent German (or can read it and decipher it, more accurately).

"Christmas in Fredericksburg"... See?

I like telling Quinn what everything means. He tolerates me very well. The only time he got frustrated with that nice little trait of mine was when we were taking a Spanish class together and every time we learned a new word or phrase, I would lean over to him and tell him what the word was in German. At the time it seemed very appropriate for me to do that, but looking back I understand why he wasn't a big fan and wonder what I was thinking at the time.

Apparently it was a little chilly last time as well.


But not so chilly that it kept us from our first and only time hiking Enchanted Rock.


Look at that handsome man!

My pregnant, cold-natured self is kind of glad that we only have about 24 hours there this time and we won't be able to even entertain the idea of returning to Enchanted Rock. I know Quinn would rather do that than shop, but that's what makes him such a wonderful husband.

On our last trip, we were also really enamored with this photography light "trick" (aka "craziness")

and we tried to use it to spell the letters of the alphabet to assemble into words. So, in looking through our pictures from this trip, there were about 200 "light letter" pictures. This seemed like the most appropriate thing to spell for you:


Chelsea will be coming to stay with Abram for 26 hours! 12 of those hours will be easy, but I'm starting my OCD mom typed up schedule complete with menu and activity suggestions. I think that I'm actually less worried than Quinn is about the whole thing. I know Chelsea better, so it makes sense. He wants to make sure that I tell her not to invite any people over and to watch what she says in front of him. What a good dad :) We will see if we can stop thinking and worrying about what he's doing for a bit and talk about other stuff for a few hours of our lives. It will be good for us, I know.

On an Abram note: After crawling laps in his crib this morning from 11:00-11:45, he finally put himself to sleep. Yea!
Also, he ate his first hamburger last night and loved it (like father, like son, right?) We went to a burger place with my friend Shanda and her family, including adorable Miss Elliot. Ellie is eating baby food now and when her dad got it out to feed her, Abram seemed very, very interested in it.

That is until the hamburger arrived and his focus changed.


On a Selah note: I am thinking I may not be blessed with the "basketball" carry like I was with Abram. You know, the one that makes it look like you're not even pregnant from the back? She's already going a little wide. I may be "blessed" with the inner tube carry with her. Fun, fun, fun!!

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