Ok...so here's a rather funny story. I was visiting a lady at her house and she was showing myself and another local women around her house. When we walked into the bathroom I noticed she had two
toilets and I commented on it. She responded that she didn't know what the second one was for but she had been letting her small daughter use it as it was about the right size. The local Muslim women quickly stepped into the conversation and told her it was not toilet, but a basin for washing feet before their prayers! Lets just say that was a awkward and funny moment to witness.

So...recently we went to Germany and I was SO excited to be able to purchase a cuckoo clock as a
memento of the
occasion. Well, we put it up in the house and everything has to be just right for it to operate. It has to be level, the leaf behind the weights has to be in just the right spot and it has to be wound everyday; but the children's squeals when it goes off and the little people who dance to the cute tune is
definitely worth it. Anyhow, one crazy day during the dreaded dinner hour when both children were crying at the same time (over different things) and the supper was burning on the stove; I started to feel a bit overwhelmed. Wouldn't you know it, that's when the darn thing started to go off (cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo)...Yes, it was mocking me! So, lets just say that the clock's cuckoo only gets turned on on really good days and if I know that
Hoss is going to be going to be late for dinner and the girls are crabby then I make sure it's not on to remind me of the chaos that sometimes reigns in the
Paquette house! This picture, by the way, is just one I pulled off the
Internet for effect...
ours is a bit different.
I took this picture in the subway of Frankfurt so it would always remind me of the "Ashlynn moment" we had. We were riding the train on our way to the Frankfurt zoo and Ash was super excited. She was having an awesome trip, was happy about going to the zoo, and this train ride there was the topping on the cake. Well, she turns to her dad and says, "Daddy, this is a dream come true". Sweet little princess!
One more story....One night Ash was getting ready to accompany her dad on a short trip to work, where he had to finish up some last minute stuff. And as they went to go outside Hoss noticed that the dog had, had an accident on the floor of the solid type. Well, it didn't seem to phase her a bit; as she walked out she just turned and looked at me and said "mmmmm mom smells like muffins"...yeah, I guess I need to work on my muffin recipe!