Birthday Bash and a Castle

Last Friday, the 20th, Ted celebrated his 30th birthday. Our new friends hosted a birthday party for him. We, along with our very sleepy son, left the party at 10pm. Children here stay up till all hours of the night and on that night we were "cultural". Anyway, we got to our apartment door only to find that our key was not working. The apartment manager could not open it either and a locksmith was called. The good part of this was that our neighbors graciously invited us in. We sat in their apartment able to speak only a few words in their language. As I mentioned it was well past Lucas' bedtime and let's just say that he was not in the mood for socializing. The neighbor kept squeezing his cheeks, which he did not appreciate. Then he threw a toy (he likes to throw) which hit my glass, which made the drink spill into my lap! Oh well! All in all we are thankful to have been locked out so that we could begin to build a relationship with the family next door.

Our most recent adventure was to the ruins of a castle. The boys were excited as they climed to the top - even while I repeatedly asked them to please be careful! Another family here has four sons who made the trip with us. Our boys have really enjoyed their company and are constantly asking when they can go play with them. I was thinking the other day about how differently people here view mulitple sons as opposed to the U.S. As we travelled with our three sons people would come up to us and say "Ooh, three sons. You have your hands full." In this country having three sons commands the respect of others. Our tutor even said that I must be a really good wife because I have three sons. Sounds good to me! I'm kidding!