This might come as a surprise to my followers or maybe not, but we’ve moved. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned how unhappy my Family and I have been where we’ve been living (existing) for about four years and even more where we lived before that. But that’s over and done with, hopefully.

We now live in Denmark. If you’re not Scandinavian you might think there’s not much difference between Sweden and Denmark visually and up to a point you’d be right.

We went on vacation and while we were vacationing, we looked for a place to live. It didn’t take us too long to find a really pretty apartment in a city with medieval roots.

This, apparently, is an old high school. Old, but not medieval. There are churches though, that are. Tomorrow we’ll go exploring. More pics later.

The first night we stayed in the last hotel, I woke up to find one of my nieces seemingly missing. I woke my Sister and we began a frantic search. My kids had learned to open the door into the corridor and we had terryifying visions of a one-year-old alone in a strange hotel.

Finally, in desperation, my sister lay down on the floor and looked under the sofa. And there she was. Asleep with her little butt in the air. The favored frog position. LOL.

Today, my sister had a disagreement with our fancy new stove. She wanted it to heat our pizzas. It probably wanted to rest. The user manual didn’t help one bit. We were beginning to think we’d have to go to bed hungry. At least my sister and I. Mom doesn’t get hungry and the kids had already had some yoghurt and stuff. Then the man of the family – my three-year-old son – stepped up to the stove. Whatever he did worked immediately.  LOL.

So now we’ll have dinner. More about this new life later.