For the past month or so there has been a really neat, FREE light show in downtown Bern. The laser light show is done using the gorgeous parliament building (The Bundeshaus) as the backdrop. It is so creative!! We went when it first started and really enjoyed it but didn’t have our camera. So Sunday night after church we bundled up and took Nana downtown for the show.   With the camera this time. These pictures won’t do it justice because they obviously lack the music, motion and bitter cold!

looking a bit like an orphan. He didn’t want his hot dog at dinner so I wrapped it in foil and he ate it during the show!

snowing!

my favorite. They had kids voices going during this hand print and color splash part!

Our friend Daniela and her baby Anna joined us for the show..Daniela offered Nana translation and insight for all of the Swiss German!

If you happen to be local, head downtown and check it out!

All of you know by now that my Nana came a little over a week ago to have a Swiss adventure…read here if you missed the whole story! Don’t get confused by the title of the post linked….Nana isn’t a spider. You’ll have to read to catch up! 

Slowly we are getting into a new routine and trying to balance her desire to get out of the house with the need to also rest and lay low. It makes life more than interesting. I often find myself pushing the stroller with Owen bucking in the stroller seat, Jackson on one side hoping to speed up and Nana on the other struggling to hold tight enough. We are quite a spectacle for the Swiss to behold!

Last week Nana got to experience play dough time with the boys, lots of book reading, an outing to the river, raclette, dinner at a beautiful lookout restaurant and then after church on Sunday night we walked her downtown to see the Rendevous Bundeshaus light show! Here are some pictures from her first week in Switzerland!

playdough time!

Owen sticks closer than a brother! He is Nana’s watchdog!

rock throwing demo for Nana…don’t worry dad he looks closer to the edge than he is!

raclette night

looking innocent…she tends to get them riled up and gets Owen wrestling her!

evidence!

and this is just tiny sneak peak at the light show!! More to come on this…maybe tomorrow!

So that catches you up on our week! I will try to stay up with uploading pictures because I know many of you that know and love Nana would love to see what she’s up to!

he looks so little yet feels so big!

brothers

helping with leaves

looks like he caught something….all of the trees look like they are leaning with him!

he wrapped it up and slipped it into his pocket

hope you don’t mind the company fisherman! they were hooked!

On Friday night Seth and I hosted a dinner party…a fondue party at that. I shouldn’t even call it a party because it was super low key. Just low lighting, 2 pots of cheese, lots of dippers and good company. With the craziness of last week Seth decided to come home a bit early on Friday which allowed me to sneak out on a “date” with Jackson to the grocery store for our dipping bread. Jackson had been in a funk all day so I thought it might be good for him to get out. When he zipped his coat he said “mom, I think I am wearing the same shirt I slept in last night”. Poor kid. We had had a home day with lots of cleaning and prepping for our visitor so I had let him stay in his sweats. He was a little self conscious but I reassured him that no one would know he had slept in his baseball shirt. Bad mom, I know.

Before we left home Jackson caught on to the fun of the fondue party plans and actually started to cry that he wasn’t invited. This wasn’t like him to be so disappointed. I remembered that the store sells little individual tubs of fondue and I asked if he wanted to have his very own fondue pot for dinner. He was thrilled. So, we got him his own little “Gerber” pot of fondue. He proudly dipped and enjoyed. He’s such a character.

When the fondue pots were scraped clean and the house got quiet we started hearing Jackson coughing. Poor kid hadn’t been able to sleep well and was wide awake and coughing up a lung. Seth had to go out to a friend’s in the middle of the night to get medicine because there wasn’t a 24 hour (or even after 8pm) place near our home. Don’t get me started….I get grumpy when I get talking about conveniences that they just don’t get here. I was happy to have a friend we could call! Anyhow, seems the crying for a pot of fondue may have been linked to being sick which we only learned later! My mom used to make us chicken rice soup or poached eggs on toast when we were feeling sick…much more sensible than a tub of cheese!! But he loved it!