This is the first day of school for our Daddy. These are his side kicks - Chelsea (Bryce's twin) and Kelly (brownie).











This is our second mishap of the night, while picking up Kelly and Chelsea from the airport. This is the stop where the bus driver kicked us off and told us to wait for the next bus. Did I mention that Kelly and Chelsea get extremely car sick - so not only do they have the frustration levels that we have - they feel nautious as well.





This is Bryce and Jocelyn's first day of school. They also have uniforms for PE, swimming, and dance. I will post those pictures as well. This is the front door of the office of the school. We have timed out school perfectly - It is me of course. The girls go to bed at 9, and get up at 7:30 (an hour later than in AZ). They take their showers in the morning, it is quicker and they get more time to play/email/read/do homework. We leave the house by 8:20, to get the bus. If we leave any later, we miss the bus and have to hang out at the stop. This information will be very important when it starts to get REALLY cold. I just have to make sure that I leave the house at 4:30, to also be able to pick them up. Bryce gets out first between 4:45 and 5. They escort the 2nd graders to the playground for the parents to pick them up. At 5, the bell rings. If the 2nd graders haven't been picked up, they escort the students to the auditorium to be picked up there. If I am there (usually) Bryce and I then wait for Jocelyn to get out. We have a fun time waiting at the bus stop visiting with friends who walk by. When the girls get home, they change, eat snack and then we work on our AZ homework for about an hour. Jocelyn has down time at school, so I send her to school with her journal, her reading book, and either her Science or Social Studies to work on. We then work on her Math for homework. Bryce and I just work on her homework pages that our dear friend Jonathan sends us.

Dinner preparation starts at 7, and we eat at 8. Brent and I usually buy and cook dinner. The students then take turns cooking once a week. Whoever cooks doesn't clean and then the students usually rotate on that as well. Dinner conversation usually involves creative story theories that I learned in school. A person starts the story and then passes to the next person. This next person has to build off of the story and then pass. It usually gets kind of crazy, but we all love it.

This is our trip to El Escrial with Nagore and her sister Clara. Clara is taking the picture. Nagore is sitting next to Brent, then Chelsea, Kelly, Your Truly, Jocelyn, Bryce, Steve in green, and then Laurie
in purple.

This is the picture of the calamari that we had to eat. The white is regular calamari. The purple is baby (I say fetal) octopus. The stuff was quite interesting. Jocelyn ate the french fries and Bryce ate the purple things!!! I was shocked and amazed. Of course I tried them, and didn't care for them - they are nasty feeling going
own. I made sure that I ate as many as Bryce - but what a super star!!!