5 Facts About Us.

This week I'm linking up again with Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.  I love me some Mama Kat, and I especially love that she loves her some Roo @ NiceGirlNotes too.  So in honor of all this love fest, I just had to keep the love going and do the Mama Kat prompt that was inspired by Roo.  Here are 5 pretty random Facts about Our Family. 
1. I was once in a parade dressed as a condom.  I was a college sex educator, which usually meant that my dorm room was full of condoms to hand out to my peers and that I was the go-to girl if you needed to know all about different kinds of birth control or lube.  It was soo much fun.  My sophomore year, our group walked in the homecoming parade.  I dressed up as our mascot, the condom.  Funny enough, I was still dressed as a condom at the end of parade sitting in front of my boyfriend's frat house while broke up with me.  How you gonna break up with me while I'm dressed like a condom?  Cold-hearted!  
2. Annika was a surprise baby.  I know it is hard to believe, especially after reading #1, but it is true.  Annika was an unplanned pregnancy.  We were simply married, and not being as careful as we thought we were.  Oops!  I even have a colleague who still to this day doesn't believe it, because he knows how much I plan everything and he thinks the timing of her birthday at the exact last week of the semester was just too perfect.  I WISH I was that good at planning things.  She was the best surprise that changed our lives, and we wouldn't have it any other way now, but she was assuredly not planned.  
3. I told Andy I would not marry him unless he owned a passport.  The summer after we got engaged, I was in Germany working as a waitress.  Andy couldn't come see me because he didn't have a passport, and we only got to talk 1-3 times per week on a rickety old payphone.  (This sounds so antiquated, but it was only 2003.)  I vowed, NEVER again.  I chose a foreign destination for our honeymoon, and he got a passport--best decisions EVER.  
4. The girls in our family LOVE to sing, Andy, not so much.  He's pretty much tone deaf, so we're all glad that he chooses not to sing.  I will never forget the look on Andy's face when he and I went on our first road trip and I started singing.  I think he thought I was an alien.  He's grown to tolerate the singing now, which is good because it is a trait I have passed on to our offspring.  We girls will continue to sing Katy Perry and Taylor Swift at the top of our lungs in the car, much to his music-snobbish chagrin.  
5. It makes me soo sad to think that my girls probably won't remember living in Berlin for a year of their lives because they were so young when it happened. I think that's the real reason we took so many pictures during our time in Berlin, so that we can show them what we did.  I know that they will go back to visit, but it will certainly not be the same.  Childhood memories stitched together from stories told and pictures shown are never as good as remembering the fun of climbing sculptures, the smell of the air in the subway, the taste of the Apfelschorle, and the squish of the mud between your toes.  




At least we have the pictures to go with the stories.