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Our Local German Christmas Tree Farm

November 27, 2015

Pressath-Christmas-Tree-FarmWho’s Excited for Christmas this year?! Christmas in Germany is supposed to be pretty magical, so we didn’t waste any time kicking off the season and picked out a locally grown tree from the Christbaum farm (German Christmas Tree Farm) located right outside of Pressath (on the side of Route 299- across the street from the exit for Pressath- if you’re driving from Grafenwoer, and just about five minutes from Netzaberg. Leave a comment if you want more specific directions!) There was a huge selection of all shapes, sizes, and a variety of looks. You just walk in, pick your tree, carry it towards the front where it gets wrapped and paid for (ours was 39 Euro for a moderately sized one). There was also a cute little shack filled with handmade decor and a large bin of boughs for 2 Euro a bundle.


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Here are the hours and a map of the location:


Tree FarmHappy Christmas tree shopping!

Family Adventures, Traveling Europe

Prague, Y’all

November 20, 2015


Wow. Prague! These photos truly don’t do justice to the stunning– almost magical- bohemian flare of this city. There were so many striking features to the architecture- the mix of gold and black was unlike anything I’ve ever seen and being there was like walking the pages of some ancient, dark fairy tale. I mean, really, look at this cathedral! I know Dracula supposedly lived in Romania, but I’m pretty sure this was his house…

Cathedral-of-PragueAnyway, we were here for just a day trip and one day was not nearly long enough to enjoy it to the fullest! But we managed to do a lot of fun stuff, like see a handful of street performers, a Dali art exhibit, a chocolate museum with a live demonstration, the biggest, funnest candy store we’ve ever been to, and a beautiful bride and groom being photographed in front of the orloj- Prague’s medieval astronomical clock from 1410 (the third oldest in the world).

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I’ll stop there for now, but there’s a whole extra batch of photos of the boys and some of the other fun stuff we enjoyed on the trip still to come!

Biblical Womanhood, Family Adventures, Motherhood

Three Boys & Three Moves

February 12, 2015

Baby Boy Knit Hat

When it comes to having babies in the Keller family, we stick to a pattern; pop out a boy, and then move. We did it with Asher, we did it Silas, and- you guessed it- here we go again. Our next little guy is due to arrive in the middle of April, and our next move is scheduled to happen about six weeks after that.

When I found out we had to move into a hotel for five months a mere six weeks after having Asher, I cried. When I found out we had to move into a hotel for two months about six weeks after having Silas {and then see Thane off on another deployment}, I sighed. When I found out we had to PCS six weeks after the due date of this next little boy, I barely batted an eye. A “yep” and an eye roll was enough to suffice. We’ve been through so many moves and unconventional living situations that I couldn’t imagine it would be much more challenging than what we’ve already experienced. After all, we’ve been in the Army for eight years now. We’re pros at this game, right?


As much as Army life teaches you to expect the unexpected, there are occasionally still things that catch me off guard. Way off guard. I wasn’t too phased by the idea of this next move because there was a good chance we were going back to Georgia, which is familiar ground. Fort Benning was our top choice and there were two open positions there- I know, not very adventurous- but we really wanted to be back in the land of warm weather and southern comforts! We even had a long conversation with some good friends who were thinking about trying for Georgia as well. They wondered about Hawaii {our first duty station} or Germany, to which our advice was “forget going overseas, go to Georgia!”

So, you can imagine the irony of waking up to a text from Thane the very next morning that read:

“Are you ready to go to Germany?”

Yeah. That whole thing I said about not batting an eye at the thought of moving again right after having another baby? I take that back. GERMANY is a totally different ball game. And my groggy, barely-awake-at-6:40am-self could do nothing but stare at my phone as a slew of shock, anxiety, and general bewilderment washed over me. Yes, it was exciting. But a lot of that initial excitement was eclipsed by imaginary doom & gloom scenarios. Like showing up to a totally foreign country and Thane deploying the next month, leaving me alone and trapped with three kids plus a puppy that we would never have gotten had we known this was coming. It’s funny how fast my professed “yes Lord, send me!” attitude takes a nose dive as soon as He sends me somewhere out of my comfort zone. I know I’m supposed to have unwavering trust in Christ through all things, but this is one of those times that my initial reaction was just the opposite.

But, I got over it! And I’m pretty excited. We all are.


Asher and I have fun looking at the globe and seeing the big ocean we’ll fly over and the new country we’ll call home for a while. And in the moments when my reservations start to creep back in, I remind myself that we’re blessed. Germany is where so many other Army families that we know want/try/maybe get to go, and it’s where even I wanted to go when for our first duty station. But seven years later- after deciding we were more than content to remain in the Continental United States for the rest of our Army career- here we go! Now all that’s left to do is laugh and try to figure out how to go about preparing for a move to a place we never pictured ourselves in a thousand years. It’s going to be complicated, tenuous, and exhausting, and I’m not sure how the amazing opportunity to tour Europe is going to go with a four year old, two year old, and a newborn in tow. Not to mention I don’t know the first thing about the German language. But, all the same, praise God for throwing a surprise our way! This is another big reminder that “the heart of a man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.” {Proverbs 16:9} It took me a little while to embrace this unexpected twist in His plans, but no matter what the future holds, I know He’s up to something good. He always is.