By this time next week we should be at JFK, in New York City. Annika is beside herself, and keeps squeeking about seeing Iceland. She is most excited about standing on the fault line where Iceland is supposedly falling apart. I gave Danielle and Annika a 2 hour lesson in Faroese and some packing tips. Bear is almost packed.
Since Fathers' Day is going to be in Iceland, we celebrated today. Bret has been practicing on his new guitar for the last several hours. He has always been interested in guitar, and the kids are planning on starting lessons this year, so I thought it would be fun for them to learn together. Very Fathers-day-ish. Maybe I'll learn too. Then we can be a guitar swinging foursome. Of course, the kids will be able to play songs by the end of this week, while Bret and I will still be struggling through the winter. Oh the joys of aging.
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