Felt like I was playing charades

First time was today when someone came to measure our windows for curtains. I'm not sure what we'll end up with. A lot of head nodding and finger pointing can progess a conversation quite far though. The best was trying to explain why he couldn't go into two of the rooms (Celia and Dean were napping). Luckily, Dean woke up before he left and he was able to see that I wasn't hiding something in there. :) He spoke a couple of English words to me, but 99% of the conversation was in Italian (and I only understood the hand motions and pointing). The best is that he would tell me a word in English and then explain it in Italian.

Then, our electricity went out! Drew saved the day by calling our landlady and figuring it out (power was turned off for a bit and had to be turned back on in our garage. i knew enough to check the circuit breaker, which showed everything fine).

We joined a local gym today and my next game of charades was the full, unexpected tour I received in Italian. He spoke zero English and I've def. not learned any helpful words related to working out. I would insert a good yes every once in awhile to show I was "listening." He'd kinda look at me for a second and then continue. I'm pretty sure I was "answering" yes when there wasn't even a quetion. But, I did get a good workout in and they were playing MTV and it was all American music videos.

Celia finally got to play outside at school today-she was thrilled! They are required to leave rain boots at school for outside play...a wonderful idea!

Dean had his first official day of "mommy school." He wore his backpack and put his papers in there until the end of the day when Drew got home. He was so excited to show them to Drew.

While Celia was at school, Dean and I walked around the pedestrian only downtown area. I think we'll try and visit here more often. I love that everyone here embraces being outside, even when it's cold. They also embrace the need to have your sunglasses on at all times. I have to admit that it does look quite chic. It only took 5 attempts to find my car on the way back. I was getting close to the panic mode as I knew I only had a few minutes to spare before I had to pick Celia up from school. In the car, we can just punch it into the GPS, but walking around downtown is much trickier. Streets are small and there's so many of them.