Welcome, visitors!

It is not often I receive visitors from home. But today I did ๐Ÿ™‚

Exactly at noon I packed the kids into the car and we set out for Billund Airport, which is about 90 minutes drive from here. A little bit later the silent tunes of the radio were overcast by the gentle snoring sounds of two sleeping children, the best thing that can happen to any parent in a car ๐Ÿ™‚

At 13.30 I was sitting at the arrivals, together with my freshly woken sleepyheads, Paddington clearly not knowing where we were and why, and Cherry, who is a big and clever 3-year-old, kept asking, when do the visitors arrive. They soon did: My brother (4 years younger than me) and his girlfriend came to greet us happily ๐Ÿ™‚ We haven’t seen them since the Easter holidays, and they haven’t been in Denmark since last November, when they came for Paddington’s baptism (my brother being one of the godparents).

Cherry had this theory, that we have to pick up my brother and his girlfriend, because they don’t own a car, but no problem, because she is going to buy one for them… then a biiiiiig, angry animal will come, and will eat the car… then she will buy another one! How generous of her (and somewhat scary) ๐Ÿ™‚

Luckily, despite our worries, we didn’t meet any big, angry, car-eating animals on our way home, and we could proudly show off our new home to our long awaited guests ๐Ÿ™‚ Later on they presented us with the gifts they brought for us, obviously mainly for the kids ๐Ÿ™‚

Then we ended the evening with a nice and cozy dinner and some play.

We are going to have a lot of fun and trips in the following week. Poppy is reunited with her littleย brother, and is happy ๐Ÿ™‚