It has been a few days since I posted anything and my mom and my best friend were worried!  I just have been busy.  We have spent the last few days organizing the house, unpacking, frequent visits to IKEA, grocery shopping- just getting all the unglamorous logistics done of any move.  On our first trip to IKEA we had all the children.  There is a play center for kids ages 4-7 so we thought we could sneak Luciana in with Emilia.  It would be easier to get through the store quickly.  We said she was 4- not that she looks even remotely close to it!  In 3 minutes, we heard our names over the loud register to return to the play center.  They wanted proof of Luciana's age- we did not have any so we took the kids out.    I asked Emilia what happened and she was very excited to tell me that they asked her how old Luciana was and she was so proud of herself because she answered them in French -"trois".  I laughed as I told her we were pretending she was four and she told me we should never lie to French people.   She is probably right!  We also had to register our car- which is like the Secretary of State- so it took hours. We waited in line to register our visas only to discover we were waiting in line to make an appointment to register - which is scheduled for next Monday.  We bought at TV and now have our cable, internet, etc all hooked up.  We are still waiting for our dishwasher and laundry machines to be delivered so the kids have all been huddled in our pint size kitchen - washing, drying and putting away dishes two or three times a day.  Not very exciting.  Although today was a big accomplishment for me.  Chris had a work call and I had to drive into Paris and pick up the kids from camp all on my own.   I am OK with most of the driving here with the exception of two things: the roundabouts get me a bit nervous as to who has the right away and the street signs are constantly changing.  Every couple blocks the street has a new name or multiple names so map quest can be confusing.  Also there is no directional navigation here.   I can't seem to get my bearings yet.  There are no north, south, east, west signs with the street and highway exits.  Only the names of towns are listed on the signs so you have to know your France geography.  For example if you see a sign for Lyon- you need to know exactly where it is to know that you are headed south.  Kids are in camp this week and are had a chef come in today and teach them how to make madeleines.  Friday- they go to a chocolate factory!  They are starting to pick up on french- especially expressions as Emilia is always saying "viola" and Alex is always saying "d'accord".   This week will continue to be a bit slow as we finalize our logistics- car insurance, bank accounts, and plan a mini-vacation..but hopefully I will have something fun to share soon!