Ball of Fire in Outer Space Pierces Cloud Cover

The sun came out today. You may not think that’s a big deal. But that’s because you aren’t in Ukraine.

I believe that was the leading story on all the major newspapers this morning. Reports were feverishly being filed. Newsrooms were abuzz. The editor was being swamped with breaking news: Bus crash, Parliament meets, President makes decision! But then he looks out the window and shouts, “Everybody stop what you’re doing! The sun is shining on the street! There are shadows! I want stories people!”

We decided to take a walk.

You thought your stroller was classy. I’m tellin’ ya, these bad boys are the Porsche of baby strollers.

This is the curb right under our apartment.

City Center. They call it that because it’s in the center of the city.

Marie and Connor enjoying the strange light coming from the sky

A golden eagle with arrows and a wreath. I’m assuming Ukraine thinks Auburn is going to win the BCS this year if they’re already putting up War Eagle statues.

Empty armor. Cause when you’ve got great equipment, who needs people?

Saw this last year. These guys park all these toys and then people pay to ride them. I wanted five minutes on that miniature four-wheeler.

I put a little class into every picture I’m in. Wait! What is that kid doing!?

Because shopping malls definitely belong under the street.

Under ground and yet still somehow shopping. I think this is what happens when you bury women.

These are real Ukrainian people. Ukraine is like the world of Roger Rabbit. Some real people, some cartoons.

This has been our life. In and out of these things is like getting in and out of an electric chair in a lightening storm.