Neighborhood Park

Last Saturday we visited a park that's a few blocks from our place. Immediately this little girl, Nicole, comes up and starts talking to us. Pete & Eva didn't understand a word she said but that didn't phase her: she took their hands and took them to the swings.

Swinging.

Nicole liked Jane. She also invited us all to her birthday party in November.

Ingrid & Ingrid, here, wanted to practice their English with us, a lot.

Hola, Lima!

First sights of Lima on the ride from the airport to La Molina

Lights of Lima

An absolute angel stocked our apartment to make our first days here more comfortable.
Our lovely land lady was there in the wee hours of the morning to greet us.
We have great new friends here who have made this possible.


Mark and Stacey in our new apartment in La Molina, Peru.

We're on Our Way

Attempting to pack our lives into 10 bags at the Spencer's (our wonderful home for six weeks).

It's probably a good thing we don't have pictures of the flight. From SLC to ATL I was attacked by a screaming Jane who screamed for 2.5 hours straight (see those claw marks on my neck?). From ATL to Lima, we were assigned seat D in 5 different rows. We begged people to trade us seats (with no help from the flight attendants) and didn't get much response, so we gave them the option of taking care of our kids if they didn't trade, and we finally were seated together. Peter and Eva did really well. All I can say about Jane is it's a good thing we got the hot pink cast! After another long flight, we were grateful to land safely in Peru! Very kind people picked us up at the airport and took us safely to our home in La Molina.

Busted...Leg

So, we're getting ready for our move to Peru and the Sunday before our Wednesday departure, Jane has a rough landing off the slide. She cries and whimpers for a long while, so we call the nurse hotline, Uncle Kirk (everyone should have a doctor in the family), and then head to the ER. Nice nurses and doctor. Jane screams through x-rays. Results: no break, but check with your pediatrician on Tuesday. In 6 years and 3 kids, this is our first ER visit.

We find a pediatrician and visit Tuesday a.m., more x-rays, again no break, but they'll send to radiologists to confirm.

Tuesday 5 p.m., phone call from doctor says leg has small fracture. So we rush to the office and get hot pink cast (maximize sympathy on the airplane).




Here Jane is with her cast, in our new apartment in Lima.

Jane is back to her old self, carefully balancing on chairs, sounding like a peg-leg pirate walking around the wood floors, and wanting to eat only cheese.