Better than I remembered

The expat group met at húsdýragarðurinn today, all a bunch of half-Icelandic, half-Commonwealth kids who went back and forth between English and Icelandic. And the weather was also not quite Icelandic. I have never seen so many Icelanders in shorts in my life, and I did not regret skipping the perfunctory leggings beneath my skirt. 

Only bummer thing is that Palmer is not yet 5 years old, so he can't drive the cars on the little mini-speedway. Next year!

Comments

Ko-Leen said…
good to hear it went so well!
i got the things done that i wanted to, so im happy :)
Lissy said…
Yeah, we had a nice time, that is except for the overtired part. Funny how putting a child to sleep at the same time two nights in a row can mean 45 minutes too early one night, and 45 minutes too late the next. Same end result though. A two hour struggle to get the little dude to sleep. Tonight he was totally delirious.

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