Our Danish house

Our house is great! Kids all get their own bedrooms, there's a guest room/play area, big yard with a soccer goal, fun forest backyard... everything is really nice and the people who are renting it to us are really nice too. They taught me how to use the washing machine and the dishwasher and the microwave (not so simple - thank you).

The kids are all doing good. Scotty is happy because Daddy set up the computer with internet so he can get to his computer games. He even got a new big boy bed from Ikea. Scotty is talking more and more; mostly mimicing everthing. His favorite word is "more" which sounds like "mo". He chants "mo, mo, mo" for everything and it's generally accompanied by the sign for it (hitting your fists together) so it's cute, but we are starting to say no. :) Michaela and Sierra are starting to get bored and are anxious to start school and find gymnastics and other things to do. They enjoyed the hotel breakfasts the most so far. It's amazing how happy a breakfast buffet makes them!

Paul is working full days now, not too sure that's enjoyable... I've been unpacking and cooking dinner!!! Perhaps I should have a dinner blog.

Tonight we had:

Roasted Pear and Walnut Salad

and some Danish form of a chicken pot pie

like thing in these yummy

flaky pastery cups from the bakery.

Plane Flight

Ugh. Worst three days of this experience. ...and I say three because we missed our flight the first day... although we were there two hours early with all 18 checked baggage items, 2 cats, three kids, and 10 carryons. That first day didn't go so well. We spent five hours at the airport rescheduling flights and arranging cats for the next attempt.

The next day went better. One lady was assigned to check us in and that took her an hour and a half just to get our bags and cats situated. They finally took all the checked baggage away, scanned our kitties for bombs, and we were on our way. At this point I didn't care if I ever saw that luggage again!

Portland to Seattle. Seattle to Copenhagen. Copenhagen to Aarhus. Every flight was delayed (which I guess prevented us from missing flights). In Seattle the cats had to be claimed and then re-checked and re-scanned for any bombs they may have acquired on the 45 minute flight from Portland, so this meant I took three kids and 10 carryon bags to the next gate by myself... 3 train rides away. We looked funny, but the girls were a huge help. Scotty not so much. :)

We barely made it, but the long 10 hour flight went by relativley uneventful and we finally made it to Aarhus, then rented two cars to take us to a hotel. They didn't lose any baggage...

tara

I don't like blogs...

I've always thought blogs were dumb. But here I am. I keep emailing the same information over and over again to family and friends and I'm not keeping up with all the questions... So I'll try again at keeping this updated since we are now here in Denmark and there are things to talk about. Maybe I'll even get real good and include pictures. :)

tara