And we're off...

Yesterday we started Ice-School. The entire time that I was there I was writing a short-story in my head about the experience. Unfortunately, if I take the time to recount every detail about the smells of the classroom, the jolly professor with his Hawaiian shirt, the two other classmates from Germany and Denmark, and the inter-lingual learning techniques, then I won't have time to study before bed. One statement: Colby is a grammatical, linguistical genius and I am so thankful that he sits by me! Being able to be in class together was a huge way that God provided. Last week, we signed up for Ice-school but didn't have child-care yet. On Thursday morning, I was praying and felt really strongly that I should go downstairs and talk to our neighbor. She invited me in for tea and we got to chat for awhile. She, her husband, and her 2-year old son moved here from Switzerland last year. She has been staying home with her son since she hasn't been able to find work here (there are seriously four stay-at-home moms that I know of in Iceland...after age 2, all kids go to pre-school). We had them over for dinner Saturday night, got to know them a bit more, and asked her if she would be interested in watching our kids in the mornings so we could go to language school together. She is an artist and an elementary school teacher. The last two mornings, Haley has been in high heaven coloring horse pictures with her. It is a great set-up for this four week language course. Although the kids won't be exposed to much Icelandic for the next month, they will be learning Swiss German and French. As if they weren't confused enough...
I am so thankful for how God is so far ahead of us here...preparing the way and making the path clear. It was encouraging to see God answer this prayer; I have been concerned and praying about child-care since October. Thank you to everyone who joined with us to pray about this--I hope this also renews your faith in the God Who Hears!