Dancing Leaves

Fall really is my favourite season. Now, the streets are covered with leaves -some crunchy and dry, others still damp. The dry ones are the best -they dance down the street when the wind blows by. Svea and I were walking to lunch yesterday and I laughed out loud as they started dancing, it was quite unexpected and just fills you with joy. Then a car drove by and stirred up some more, so the dancing continued. The sound of crunching leaves as you walk and the smell of fall are such great aspects of these cool days.

Though it's cool outside, the kids are still outdoors most of the day. Their warm suits are a welcome addition to their school clothing, and even then it can get chilly. They will definitely need to wear layers in a couple of months. One of the boys' favourite activities lately seems to be climbing trees -as it should be for any almost-6-year-olds. The other day when I arrived to pick them up, one of the teachers asked me how much Danish I understood, and when I said "not much" she said "ok, then I will have to say it in English" and I thought "uh-oh..." She told me that Torben had been climbing a tree and when he tried to get back down again, his leg got stuck in a cross-branch and it took two teachers to get him out. One had to lift him while the other tried to pry loose his shin from the tree. They asked several times over the course of the day if he was alright, and he assured them that he was. He walked home fine, but has a pretty big bruise. It didn't stop him from climbing the trees again the next day.

I finally have finished the scarves for all three kids. The boys chose their own colours, and I chose purple for Svea since it seems to be her colour of choice whenever she gets to choose.

I finished another book this week too, "A Year in the World" by Frances Mayes. Her writing really makes you want to visit each place she writes about. I requested another of her books about Tuscany via interlibrary loan and that arrived this week as well. I will have to read quickly to finish by the end of October.

My plan for November is to participate in Nanowrimo -national novel writing month- which I signed up for a few years ago and then realized at the time that I had no time to write 50,000 words of fiction in 30 days. But this year, I have some time each day to choose what I want to do while Svea is sleeping, so it seems like a great year to participate. 50,000 words is quite a lot, but I'm going to make the attempt. It seems like fun. You're only allowed to brainstorm ideas and plots for 30 days in advance. I don't have a big outline, I'm just going to see where the story takes me.

Today we had the parent-teacher conferences for Anders and Torben at school. We learned that they are both doing very well at getting along with the other kids -they are very popular!-, learning Danish well, and doing all the things you would expect for kids their age. Anders speaks more Danish than Torben does at this point, but Torben has started speaking a lot more in the last week or so. After school yesterday, he said something to one of the teachers as we were leaving, and she responded to him in Danish, and he responded back to her in full sentences of Danish! I have never heard him say more than a couple of words or a short phrase (still more than I know, however) so it was fun to see that he is comprehending it and able to communicate.

Even though they will not be going to the formal school while we are here, the teacher did the same "test" for school readiness that she would do with them if they were going to moving out of the kindergarten/preschool. She walked us through each of the sections and told us how the boys did. It was interesting to see that they both definitely have different strengths, but overall they scored exactly the same on the readiness. Their score was "very high" she said, and they definitely would be ready to go to school when they are 6 if we were planning to stay here. As it is, though, they will be transitioning into a different sort of program around April with the other kids who are getting ready to move to the 0-grade (similar to our kindergarten at home, but a little bit more formal). For the morning they will be in a classroom with about 12 kids and will learn in a semi-formal way, and then in the afternoon they will be with the teacher who runs the after-school program. This transitional program for the last two or three months of school is meant to help them learn the skills they will need to move into the next class for the fall. It's quite a neat strategy, really. You can definitely tell that the schools -especially the Friskole- are designed with child development at the heart of it. And the kids are thriving here.

Everyday Pleasures

Some days I sit down to write and think "we didn't do anything extraordinary, there isn't much to say..." and then I stop and think about it and there is always something to say. I was thinking this morning how so many little things make up our everydays, whether we are here or at home, and if we blink too long we might miss them.

After dinner we were walking home, and the full moon was bright and clear. It was a perfect fall night! The air was crisp and clean, and the moon lit up the street in a way that only comes with cloudless nights. Torben and I had a race down the sidewalk. He thought it wasn't fair that I could run faster than he can. I think I actually run slower than he does, but my stride is longer so I cover more ground. It was fun to just break into a run while walking along the sidewalk. Just to add a bit of joy to the necessary.

We had promised the kids they could have hot chocolate after dinner before they got ready for bed. We neglected to choose an appropriately-sized mug for the occasion, though, so it ended up taking about an hour. Right. Note to parents: use a kid-sized mug when you promise them a hot drink before bed, or they will spend half an hour waiting for the large mug to cool, and another half an hour sipping it from a mug 4-times larger than their little bladders should take in.

This morning all three kids woke up early, for some reason. The time change always seems to mess with kids sleeping patterns. They go to bed later, and wake up earlier -even though they can hardly read a clock -and there wasn't a clock for them to read upstairs anyway. Anders was already sleeping in our bed; he had woken up from several bad dreams over night and was done sleeping in his own bed. Svea woke up crying "Mommy! Mommy!" It was only about a half-hour earlier than usual, so we let them get up. We sat upstairs talking about how the sky was getting lighter but we could still see the stars. Then I asked Svea to go wake up Torben to go downstairs. She and Anders both went into his room, but he wasn't there. Anders said "he must be downstairs already" and I thought that was unlikely since I hadn't heard the door open to the stairway. But sure enough, he was not in his bed. So the three of us went downstairs in search of him...it was dark and there were no lights on, and no sounds. Anders checked all the rooms. Torben wasn't there either.

Now it was getting sort of curious; where had he gone? He likes to hide sometimes, but I couldn't think of where he might have decided to hide so early in the morning. I went back upstairs and saw his shadow outlined against the light coming through the bathroom window. He was sitting on top of the toilet seat, staring outside. He told me "I got up very early and have been waiting to watch the roofers do their work." He was sitting silent and still -which he so rarely does- but really seemed to be enjoying the peace that came with watching them get ready to start their work. They seem to arrive at around 6:30 or 7:00 each morning, still. It has been several days of rebuilding the entire roof next door. And it's a short house so from the upstairs we can see all of what they are doing.

The morning went so much smoother when we got up a little bit earlier. I mentioned to them how pleased I was with how they got ready, and we talked about how getting up earlier made it a little bit calmer in the morning, and they even had time to colour for a little while before we had to leave for school. They agreed that it might be a good way to start each day. Just a little earlier.

The weather is perfect for fall. Crisp and sunny, with fallen leaves covering the ground and turning it various shades of gold and orange. I love the smell of fallen leaves as well. And here we get the smell of fireplaces and woodstoves as we walk down the street as well, which adds another layer to the magic of fall.

Svea and I sat on the couch today before her nap, sharing a cappuccino. I tried to entice her to drink her milk instead, but she was much more interested in my coffee. "Dink, mommy? hot?"

I roasted the seeds from the kids pumpkins today, so the whole house smells like fall. I had washed the seeds, but there were still small bits of pumpkin stuck to some of them, so that really added to the delightful smell emanating from the kitchen.

We weren't able to go out for dinner for my birthday yesterday because Jeff was on duty and was required to be at the meals. We are planning to go to the Pizzeria Milano tonight. The boys have been asking to go since we got here. It smelled so amazing as we walked by in the late summer when they still had the doors open.

Jeff had to go to Ribe today to get the car windshield fixed -it got hit with a rock when we were driving from Grenaa- and he also stopped at one of the stores to get the boys a Lego Advent calendar. We are keeping it a surprise until December, but I can already anticipate how excited they will be. Svea isn't quite old enough for that kind yet, but we are planning to get her a Princess one with chocolates for each day so she gets to open a window too. It's so much fun to think about how to make Christmas magical for them when we are away from home. Which got me to thinking... home isn't a place, it's a state of mind. What a cozy thought it is to say "welcome, home."

Pumpkin Carving

We finally got to carve our pumpkins! Once the boys got home from school and Svea took a nap, we brought some newspapers outside to the patio table and set up the pumpkin carving station. Anders got out a pen and drew a face on his before we removed any of the seeds, so we cut the back off instead of the top. Other than the fact that it falls out if you move the pumpkin, it worked really well to get the gunk out from the side rather than the top. Was much less messy up your arms since there was a shorter distance to the sides of the pumpkin. I worked on Svea's, and both Jeff and I helped the boys with theirs. We noticed a distinct difference between the pumpkins at home -which have been bred and hybridized to not have much stuff inside- and these. I haven't seen this many seeds in a long time! We were grateful that we hadn't bought the huge pumpkins we saw last week, and opted for medium-sized ones instead. They were a perfect size, and lit up nicely when a tea light was put inside. I took this picture about 6:15, and it was already very dark outside.

Torben decided he wanted a one-eyed monster for his, so that is what he drew. Jeff helped him out with the carving part. We didn't see any pumpkin carving kits with safety knives here -nor did we expect to- so the kids drew and the parents carved. He added some pumpkin seeds for "hair" just for this picture, and then took them off again so we can bake them.

Anders wanted a scary one, so he drew a very jagged mouth, and the eyes were so close to the top of it, they almost leaned into the stem. Jeff moved the eyes down a bit from the drawing, and Anders was very pleased with the results.

I think it's sort of amusing how they both refused a natural smile with their pumpkins for these pictures. I tried twice each, and these were the closest I got to happy faces from the boys! Maybe they were trying to mimic the pumpkins instead.

While I was scooping and scraping the insides out of Svea's pumpkin, I noticed there was a fairly large rotten spot in it. Incidentally, it was a perfect circle and made for a very nice nose for a friendly pumpkin!

She was very excited to wake up from her nap and see the three carved pumpkins on the steps outside the door. She loves pumpkins. Every time she sees them around town, she yells "pumpkin!" and points to them. Often she starts giggling as well. And if they are lit up, she says "ooh, pretty!"

It was a bit chilly out for pumpkins, as it so often is in October in late afternoon, but we really had a fun time with the boys. Jeff and I took turns with the camera and helped the boys with theirs also.

 We used the spoons a bit to scrape the insides, but the scooping out was all them. I like this one where Torben has half is arm inside. He was warm while wearing his winter suit, but I forgot to remind him to push the sleeves up.

 I love this one of both of them diligently working! They are so focused on what they're doing.

 Here, Jeff examines whether the inside has been scooped clean enough, while Torben decides to see if the pumpkin tastes very good (he decides no).

 Anders got much less full of pumpkin stuff by carving the hole in the back instead of the top. We may remember that for future years!

This is a fun one of all three of them. Jeff is trying to figure out exactly how to cut along the lines Anders drew (the ones that are almost touching the stem) while trying to explain to Anders that he can make it look just as he was inspired to have it look but not quite on the lines. Anders ended up quite pleased with the results, so it was all good.

It was a fun afternoon activity. The boys had been looking forward to it for several days, so it was great that the weather was perfect and they were so pleased with what their jack-o-lanterns looked like. It's fun here that Halloween is more of a "season" than a day. They haven't really talked about trick-or-treating (the kids here do something similar in February, but not now), but have been excited about pumpkins. We still may craft some sort of costumes for them and have them go door-to-door in the dorms to trick or treat for a bit of candy. We'll see. They really are doing such a great job with adapting to new customs and traditions here. Every once in a while they talk about things they are excited to do when we get back home (like eat at Guadalajara -Anders mentioned that the other night) but for the most part they really seem to be embracing this experience.

Svea is definitely turning into a full-fledged-card-carrying toddler. Though her general disposition is happy -and I hope she remains that way her whole life- she has her moments where the emotions get the better of her. This photo is sort of classic, and I intend to print it out for the wall at home.

This was from dinner last night. She seemed intent on putting her finger in her nose, and I told her that was icky. I don't even think I told her not to do it; just told her it was icky. And she fell apart. Tears, crying, brief high-pitched shrieks. I guess it's good she is in touch with her emotions.

Eleventh Weekend

We have been here eleven weeks already! Some days it seems like we just arrived, and others it seems like we have been here forever. The kids are really hitting a stride and jumping into life here so that makes it fun. We stayed home, basically, this weekend, but it was a fully packed weekend!

On Friday, we arrived at school to pick up the boys, and Torben was sitting on the tire swing taking off his boots and socks. I told him to put them back on (so we could go home, and also because it was about 50 degrees and too cold for bare feet), and instead he stood up and shimmied himself right up the poles holding the tire swing! Just like a little monkey would have done.

He was so fast! He climbed those skinny little poles like they were simply stairs there. Then he carefully slid down, put his socks back on, and climbed the poles again, this time only using his hands! Neither Jeff nor I were ones who could climb the ropes in school gym class, so we're kind of surprised at where Torben's amazing strength comes from. I asked if he ever climbed the rope swing, and he said only once. Apparently he prefers the slick metal poles to the rough rope.

This weekend was a "free weekend" for the folk school students, so about half of them left to go home. There was another group of people who came for some special theater workshops, but it was still a much smaller group for all the meals. They rearranged the tables in the dining room to be large squares, which is definitely more cozy than long rows. They have done this a few times when there is a more formal dinner, and it's a nice change. Because of the special group, they did three meals each day instead of just brunch and dinner. We made it to breakfast each day, and the kids got by with three meals instead of four.

Saturday we decided to go to one of the larger stores outside of town in the afternoon. I was knitting scarves for the boys, and needed a bit more yarn, and wanted to get a pair of leggings so I could wear my skirts into the fall and winter here. We decided this time to go to Ribe, about 22km away. First we went to Føtex, and were a bit surprised at the prices, which were more than the local ABC here in town. We bought the ingredients to make the Olive Garden alfredo sauce to go with farfalle and chicken for dinner, since we decided that the formal dinner at the folk school wasn't the best idea for us to all attend. We also picked up several boxes of the Nescafe Cappuccino, which I've discovered isn't quite the same as the Cafe Francais I love so much at home, but it's a pretty decent substitute that is available here, so I drink that. Mom and Dad sent me four cans of Cafe Francais a while ago, and I just finished the last of them last week. I had brought one can with me, so I was quite impressed that I managed to make five cans last for almost eleven weeks! But I digress.

We weren't able to find the yarn I wanted at that store, so before heading home we went into the Kvickly as well. That was the chain I had bought the yarn at in another town, so I had high hopes that I would be able to find the match if we went there. I did indeed get it, along with two large crochet hooks -I think crochet might be easier to teach the boys than knitting- and a set of 13mm knitting needles that I want to use to make Svea's scarf. I used 5mm and 6mm for the boys scarves, and with the thickness of the yarn they are very dense. They will certainly be warm! I also found a fun knitting loom set, which Jeff got me as a birthday present.

I am thinking of trying to create Christmas stockings for the kids, and have ideas that maybe I can make these knitted squares and sew them together. We'll see.

Several people have told us that the branches from the hazelnut tree (is it hazelnuts? The nuts themselves seem to look different. I will have to check before I buy a tree for my yard at home) are often brought inside in the fall and winter and used to hang decorations on. I found a few dead and dried out branches under the tree outside, and we hung it from the ceiling in the porch. There were too eye-hooks already up there, which turned out to be perfect for it. I love the twisty branches, and there are many of them so they will provide a nice backdrop for a lot of various decorations. We first hung the leaf ornaments the kids made at school last week.

They blend into the branches, and it seems very fall-like. It will be fun to see what else we can come up with to hang on the branches as the season goes on. Sunday afternoon while Svea was sleeping, the boys and I spent about an hour and a half making sculptures and decorations with toothpicks, chestnuts, and yarn. We hung five of these from the branches as well. When Svea woke up, she looked at it and said "pretty!"

It's a little bit hard to get a picture, because when it is bright outside to provide light, it also casts a shadow on the branches and decorations, but if it's dark out, then the flash goes off and the branches are blinded by the light. It is pretty to look at, though. The yellow yarn in the chestnut ornaments is a nice pop of colour. Oh how I hate that phrase. But it seems appropriate here anyway.

Sunday morning right after breakfast, we went to the grocery store here in town (we forgot milk and other school lunch essentials when we went to the big store. sigh) and then took a side trip to the little county park on the way home. The kids were so excited to go there!

 All three of them really had a fun time playing on this teeter-totter. It's nice they have one with four seats. They all loved going down the slide as well. A few times the three of them sat together and went down. I wish I had the camera ready for that. So much joy on their little faces!

The time changed this weekend. We knew it was coming, but didn't remember exactly when it was, so we were surprised Sunday morning when we woke up and it was very light out. I figured we had missed the 8:30 breakfast. Then we looked at our clocks and they said 7:15. The light in the morning sure was nice! But then it was dark at 5:30pm. So, it is a tradeoff. In a few weeks, it will be dark again in the morning, and still dark at late afternoon. And it will remain that way for several months. That is going to be the hardest adjustment I think. The dark and cold all the time. The general consensus seems to be that November is the worst month. It's long and dark and cold, and they don't have Thanksgiving to look forward to in order to break up the days. December is dark and cold also, but they look forward to Christmas. In November, it's just dark and cold. We are planning to host several of Jeff's friends from when he was a student here for an American Thanksgiving dinner the last weekend of November, so we have that to look forward to. That meal alone will make our going-home bags about 25 pounds lighter! We brought condensed milk, canned pumpkin, and sage stuffing in our suitcases!

The theater group at the folk school had invited a clown for a special show on Sunday afternoon as well, so we went to that after lunch. Svea was very intrigued for about ten minutes, and then she was done. So she and I went outside so she could walk around and the rest of the kids could watch the show, which was about 45 minutes long. The boys said it was fun, and they came away with a huge balloon figure, so they were excited about that. Svea had a fun time playing a rendition of follow-the-leader, wherein she was the leader. She would say "this way..." and expect me to follow her. If I was not quick enough, she would move her fingers in the "come here" fashion, and say "Mommy, come." She would walk a short way, then say "this way!" and turn to go look at something else. She found a little ramp leading up to one of the residence doorways, and walked up and down, up and down, for several minutes. Then "this way..." to the pumpkins, then "this way..." to the flowers, and on and on all around the courtyard. She has so many words now! I wrote them down about a month ago, and she had 60 words she used regularly, and I know there are many more now. She talks all the time.

For late afternoon, Jeff and the boys went to the folk school and watched The Great Pumpkin with the students who wanted to join in. Jeff also made rice krispie bars, some with orange coloured frosting, some with Nutella, and some plain. That was a fun way to show them all a bit of American halloween tradition as well. Svea was napping so she and I did not join in the movie.

The stores are starting to get ready for Christmas here, and it's a lot of fun to see the decorations starting to pop up. Even though it's still two months away, it is exciting. We bought a Nisse (gnome) door kit at the store this weekend. It has a door, a ladder, a door mat, and mail box. That will be a fun little tradition to start with the kids. Funny that I was just looking at some fairy doors on Pinterest last week, and we came across this at the store and Jeff said it was a very common tradition here in Denmark. It's fun to mingle our own traditions with some new ones here. I really like the Friday night Disney Sjov one...we get home from dinner, the kids put on their jammies (we do too!), we pull out the big bean bag chair, get some popcorn and maybe hot chocolate, and settle in to watch an hour of Disney cartoons. I guess the common tradition here is that each child gets 100g of candy on Fridays for Disney Sjov night, but, we have decided on popcorn instead. We buy a bag of pre-popped "American Snacks" popcorn for about fifty to eighty cents, depending on whether it's on sale or not, and sit together and eat it while we watch. This week Svea went to bed right after Disney, but the boys started watching Versus, a game show where the audience participants vote on whether the A act or the B act will win in some sort of contest, and if they guess correctly they stay in the game, but if they guess incorrectly they are out. The winners get 100,000 Kr. We weren't planning to let them stay up for the whole hour of the show, but it was a fun one and they enjoyed watching it. They really are getting so grown up sometimes.

The pumpkin fairy showed up on our doorstep this week, dropping off three perfect little pumpkins. Our weekend was a bit too busy to carve them, and now that the sun sets early the evenings are very short for working outside. So the plan is to to them first thing after school today.

Hidden Food

Our experience here continues to be a new adventure in various foods. Though they are not exotic and different to the point of feeling "adventurous" at every meal, there are certainly some things that are new to us and take a bit of getting used to. The kids, for the most part, are doing a great job of trying new things and have found a few new favourites in the process. We have had some excellent meals here, and it seems so much easier to eat healthy snacks than it is at home. I cannot even count how many cucumbers we go through in a week, and we buy carrots by the 2kg bag, and fruit every other day or so. Yesterday after school, the snack request was for cucumbers and carrots with herb cream cheese. I don't know what the flavour is...dill maybe?... but it's amazing. We eat a fair amount of that as well. And the requests for "please can I have an aeble? en paere? en banane?" are frequent. So much better than other things they could be asking for! (to be fair, we do eat cookies and popcorn also, but they most often request fruit or crackers for snacks)

Then there are times when we eat something and thing... wha.......?

For example, the other day we had tacos. The tables were filled with a variety of bowls with a veritable smorgasbord of options...tuna, root vegetable with raisins and apples (I'm not sure what it is...turnip maybe? It is shredded and looks like spaghetti noodles), green salad, taco shells, yellow bell peppers, mozzarella cheese, avocado, green onions, taco meat, boiled potatoes with parsley, dill, sundried tomatoes and feta (amazing!). We took some of the sides, and made our tacos and sat down to eat. The meat tasted different from what you might expect. Rather than being spicy and savory, it was a little bit sweet. Teriyaki?  Not sure. Several people topped theirs with tabasco. I opted for a bit of garlic-essence olive oil and added the potatoes with tomatoes and feta to mine as well, making it into a taco salad. But what was the meat? We all wondered at it for a while. It wasn't bad. Just...different. The kind of different where you take a bite, stop, and try to identify what you are tasting, but you can't quite figure it out. Anders said, "this meat tastes different from ours..." but yet he ate three tacos. So, I was impressed with him for that! He is not our adventurous eater. About half-way through the meal we discovered what the difference was...raisins! There were raisins in the taco meat. That was a new one. Apparently, from discussions with some of the students, it was new to them too. But, still, we ate until there were no leftovers. Again, it was just different. Not bad.

Then there was the day we had a pinkish salad. It looks so much like the cranberry waldorf salad my mom makes every year at Christmastime. I knew it wasn't that, but had high hopes anyway. I could identify there were apples and beets and raisins in it, and guessed that the dressing was some sort of creme fraiche or yogurt. So I took some. I have been eating several of the options with beets in them since we've been here, and most of them are quite good. This salad seemed like a good choice to go with the chicken legs and breaded fish with the awesome yellow sauce similar to tartar sauce. First bite did not disappoint. The beets and apples were quite good together. The second bite, though, something seemed off. Like the tacos, you had to stop and think...hmm...what IS this I am eating. And then it hit me. Herring. There was herring hiding in the beet salad. I looked back toward the table and noticed that the little fish sign (they put signs on all the meat so that people with dietary restrictions know what there is and choose accordingly) had fallen down before I'd gone through the line, and had since been set back up next to the bowl of beet and apple salad. Alas. Too late for my plate! Even now thinking of it makes me cringe. I just cannot manage to like herring. I picked it out of the rest of my salad and ate the apples and beets, but they all had sort of a fishy essence to them now.

Next week is vegetarian week. We'll see how that goes. We have had a couple of vegetarian meals so far, and the squash soup was absolutely amazing! We had a similar version earlier this week, it's very spicy, and perfect for chilly fall days. I like to put feta in it. I don't know if you're supposed to, but, it sure is good!

The pumpkin fairy stopped at our house yesterday afternoon and dropped off three pumpkins, so that was a fun and exciting surprise for the kids. We are planning to carve them over the weekend. Halloween here is more of a "season" than a day, and they don't go trick-or-treating. They have a similar type of activity in February, but in October it's more of a fall pumpkin-themed time of year instead of a costumes and candy sort. We got a fun package in the mail this week from Jeff's parents with small treat bags for the boys to bring to their class at school, as a taste of what American Halloween is like. It's fun for them to be able to share some of their traditions with the kids at school, even as they learn about the Danish traditions here too. We are planning to bring them to the school next Friday.

We have been collecting a lot of chestnuts from the ground each day as we walk. I'm not entirely sure what we will do with them all, but they sure are beautiful! It seems many people collect them this time of year. Perhaps they eat them, as I suspect some of them do. Others use them for decorations -I have seen a wind chime made of dried ones at the friskole, and Bolette's kids connected them together with toothpicks into a sort of snow-flake pattern. So we will think of something exciting to do with them also.

The kids also made fun ornaments out of some of the fall leaves at school this week. They gathered large stacks of leaves and threaded them onto thin wire, then twisted into a circle. Some of the older kids made very large ones like you might hang as a door-knocker. Ours seem an appropriate size for a Christmas tree. It was hard to explain to Anders the several reasons we will not be able to bring them home to Illinois with us next summer.

Anders and Torben in the News

Several weeks ago, one of the teachers told us that the friskole was going to have a story in the paper about our boys. We've been waiting (mostly) patiently to see the story come out in the weekly Tuesday paper. Each week it seemed the answer was "I guess it will be in next week..." But this week, at long last, on Wednesday the teacher said "it was in yesterday's paper!" For some reason, we didn't get the paper this week, but Jeff was able to find the story online.
 http://www.e-pages.dk/jydskevestkystendevice/4484/ on page 54-55, there they are!

We are going to get a copy of the article as well, but it sure is fun to see it in print! And it's such a cute picture too. Them being up in a tree is pretty typical, so it was a good picture to choose. They really have a great time at school here, and it's fun that they did a story about them as well.

All the kids really are growing up fast here, it seems. Svea especially is turning into a little girl rather than a baby. Oftentimes, now, she opts to sit on a big chair at the dining hall instead of in her high chair. This doesn't work very well in terms of neat eating, but she likes being like the big people.

Last night I was invited to Bolette's house with some of the other teachers just to hang out. There were six of us, and when they realized I was there (rather than Jeff, who has a full understanding of Danish language) they changed the game they were going to play and opted for Apples to Apples instead. That was nice. Their English is all much (much!) better than my understanding of Danish, so the other game wouldn't have worked very well -well, unless they just really wanted to beat me at it. It was certain I would have lost! Instead, we played a game I understood, and which I just happened to win. That was fun too. We did not start playing until well after 9pm, and I was already dressed for bed when Bolette called to invite me over, but I'm glad I changed back into clothes and went across the street to be with them. It was a fun evening.

Today it is chilly and drizzling, and Anders asked for his pilot suit instead of just the rain suit to wear at school today. When we arrived at school the whole big table was covered with Lego, and most of the kids were sitting together and building things. It's a great morning activity, since kids can just join in the play as they arrive, and not feel they have missed anything that happened earlier.

Fall Days

Fall is my favourite season of all, so it's nice that it starts earlier here than at home! The dark mornings take some getting used to, but, right now the neighbor next door is getting a new roof put on, so the workers turn on the floodlights just before 7am, and they shine in the windows so that helps! Jeff came downstairs yesterday and said "just FYI...the roofline next door is at the exact same level as the bathroom windows. Just do you know." Right. Use the bathroom downstairs when its dark outside and you have lights on inside. Good tip!

When I went to pick up the boys from school, I saw Anders right away walking around outside, but had to look quite a bit for Torben. He wasn't with any of the kids he's usually playing with in the afternoons. Then I saw him...

He was just chilling out, relaxing in an old log that seemed to be cut out specifically for that purpose, reading a map he took out of a magazine earlier this week. I'm not sure where he wants to go, but he does seem to have inherited Jeff's love of maps! It was so cute to see him just laying there reading. It was a very nice fall day, and the teacher said they'd been outside since 9am. So that was about 6 1/2 hours by the time I got there. She said they might want to play inside when we got home. They even ate lunch and their snacks outside. Today seems quite similar, so I imagine they will be outside most of the day today as well, except for lunchtime when they are going to one boy's house for his birthday party. I still think that's such a great concept...the school brings you all to the children's house during the day for a birthday party, and then you all go back to school. It doesn't cut into family time on the weekends or evenings, and you get to celebrate your birthday with all your friends. Genius!

Jeff's new class on Immigration starts today, so he has been reading and researching a lot for that class recently. It should be an interesting one. There are several movies and books about both Danes moving to other places, and other people coming here. He is also going to have one of his friends from Rotary who moved here after she married a Dane come to talk about her experience as an American living here for 15 years now.

The highlight of today might have been our discovery that the chocolate had been refilled in the coffee machine! It sounds trivial, but the machine that makes hot chocolate, tea, espresso, and the like has been out of chocolate for more than 3 weeks. Even the students were frustrated about it! Every few days we would go and check to see if more had arrived, and discover that it had not. So, we tried again after dinner last night and found that there was chocolate! There is nothing quite as delicious as an espresso choco (for me, hot chocolate for the rest of them) on a dark and chilly fall evening. Kind of akin to the first pumpkin spice latte of the season.