We were getting ready to go and get the girls hair cut today. "C,mon," I said to all of the children. "Let's get in the car so we can go and get our hair cut." Shocked beyond belief, my sweet middle daughter (4) incredulously replied, "What, mamma? You mean, you can drive?!?"
I guess having one car, walking everywhere, and taking loads of public transportation while we were living in London had convinced the dear child that mamma simply couldn't drive.
So, as that little story attests, we arrived safe and sound in America last week. Many thanks for all of your prayers. I should be around the blog more often now.