My friend wrote this story on her blog so I copied it. The funniest thing...
My hilarious story of the weekend... so funny. We went to Mackies for dinner Sunday night. Mackies is an American style restaurant in Aarhus right near the big church. It's decorated like a wanna-be Applebees with stuff all over the place and they serve pizza like a wanna-be California Pizza Kitchen. Anyways, they have a "rule" that you can't eat your pizzas or hamburgers with a fork an knife like
Danish people do. American restaurant, American customs...
"Oh, isn't that funny we ate our overpriced pizza with our hands. ha ha ha ha", says the Danish person.
This is the story:
Four of us ordered pizza, including me, and one of us ordered salad. My lack of functioning front teeth means I cannot bite a pizza, I knew I would have to cut it into a piece to get it into my mouth. We had mentioned this to the waitress when we ordered and she said, "No, cutting the pizza is not allowed." We explained my teeth situation... "big scary pogo-stick, concrete floor, ghetto wire holding teeth in place". The waitress was pretty adamant, "No, cutting the pizza is not allowed." We didn't think much of it, she left, we waited for our food.
The food arrived and my salad friend was the only one with a fork and knife. So, like a good mommy, she started to cut my pizza for me so I could eat. WHOA! Waitress is now freaking out..
"NO CUTTING PIZZA!!" "I told you you can't cut the pizza!!!" "STOP CUTTING THE PIZZA!" Short of jumping up and down she was having a full on temper-tantrum ...Salad friend keeps cutting the pizza. Angry waitress is now near tears,
"That fork and knife is not for the pizza!" "You have to stop right now!!" ...Salad friend is now cutting faster while explaining it's our pizza... We inform the waitress again that I am physically incapable of biting the pizza. I tell her I will eat it with my hands but I have to get it into small pieces first. Salad friend is still cutting...
The friendly atmosphere quickly disappears... :) The waitress now officially hates us and every other American in the world. We are telling her it's our pizza, it's no big deal, that I have broken teeth... She is saying I should have ordered something that came with a fork then. This is seriously the most hilarious thing EVER. I'm laughing so hard and I can't believe that our waitress is SO UPSET! We told her to send the manager out thinking he would be a reasonable person. Nope, he's crazy too. ...but by now Salad Friend is finished cutting my pizza and I am showing him my willingness to eat it with my fingers.. He rambles on for a good minute in Danish. (A full minute of angry Danish is a lot..) He stops and then we tell him we don't speak Danish. He mutters some English and eventually leaves us and we finish eating. :) ...and we got a different waitress.
TOO FUNNY. I still can't believe this happened. We are plannning another dinner to Mackies with every American we can find, we will bring our own forks and on the count of three we will cut our pizza into tiny pieces. We will put a piece of pizza on the fork, hold it high in the air and yell SKOAL. ...then we'll probably turn and run from the restaurant before that crazy manager comes out.
Santa always does a "theme" basket for the kids. This year was Star Wars and Hannah Montana.
Our first video game thingy... All she wanted was a Nintendo DS. 
(out of order) Getting ready to see what Santa brought
2 days before Christmas I found these matching jammies for $4 bucks each. Blake was mad because he didn't want to match a baby... go figure!
Jude's 1st Christmas. He loved every minute of it. 
Santa went overboard as usual. 
Mornin'
They bicker a lot, fight, and boss eachother around but they do love eachother. 
Auntie's fun gift to them... 
Daddy and Jude... he is our cuddle bug.
I think Christmas is best spent outside playing with the new toys, throwing the football, taking a walk, going on a bike ride - just being together, seeing the neighbors, and having fun.
Blake teasing his Daddy with his Cherry on Top gift card
We had a stomp rocker in Denmark but couldn't bring it back. The kids love it. 
Again, we're starting over. Wall art for her new room in Philly. 
He was such a ham today. He played with some toys, ate a lot of dirt, and just loved being outside. 
Crazy!! Danny took the kids to this museum in town. (I stayed home to pack) I was shocked at how big and real this guy looks. 
On a walk.. a very, very small Christmas tree lot. 
Hey Mom, That's the beer Papa drinks.. Great, my 4 year old already knows about beer.Thanks Dad!
Jude is officially off the bottle. This means he isn't a baby anymore. It is a month earlier that I wanted to do it but I was out of his special formula and figured it would be a good time. This is really the only time Blake has ever fed him.. As you can see, he was too engrossed with the TV to actually look at me. 
Paige lost her 4th tooth. Well, let me clarify, I pulled it out with pliers. I can't believe I did it. I never wanted to do it but I gave her a deadline, 2 weeks and if it's not out, pliers. Why?? Her big tooth was half way in and had no where to go... I kept thinking of her cute smile and a crooked tooth and the orthodontist bill later.. She did not want me to do it and it took over an hour but with Danny holding her and me pulling the tooth, we did it. The top right one is super loose too but she won't pull it out. I even bribed her with a new outfit! She is definitely not my child when it comes to teeth pulling. 
I had a meeting with Mrs. Kristensen last week and she said Paige is, in her 12 years of teaching, the most polite child she has ever had. That makes me so proud!! She said she is very good at math, a perfectionist and is often to hard on herself (gets that from both of us), should be reading above where she is at, but recommends putting her into 1st grade when we get home. We'll do K when we are in CA and get her adjusted and then hopefully 1st grade when we move. 
The class is small, only 14 kids, and only 4 girls!
Paige goes to the SFO (after school program) at ISAa and loves it. They have an amazing arts and crafts area which she uses daily. It has also been really good for her too because she knows a lot of kids that speak Danish so she can use her Danish as well. You will all be impressed at how this child can speak another language. She has a gift.. It blows me away every time. Blake and her can have a conversation now and I have no idea what they are saying..
Ok. I'm sure you are wondering where I am. Well, I'm around - tip toeing around. This child of mine has to be with me.. if he sees or hears me (even if he is perfectly content) he will come to me. So, if he is quiet I let him be. Sometimes this is what I find him doing...
Apparranetly he can open a spaghetti package. 
He loves attention. And will smile all day as long as someone is talking to him :)
He LOVES LOVES LOVES the shower. 
Hi Mommy. I'm waiting for you. Come get me please. 
He did a great job on the turkey. 
Taken by Miss Paige. 5 families gathered.. it was a great day!
Scotty, on the left, is trying to show Riis and Blake how to play the Nintendo DS. How sad that it was my kids first time. We so are not a video game family. 
Kids table. They were far away from us. It was a nice dinner... oh, and quiet too!
Jude and Andrea. I am going to miss seeing them together :(
I just turned Jude's seat around and he is SO HAPPY. After our Berlin and Prague trip he hated the carseat. This has made things so much better. Plus, he's 3 lbs above the weight limit and his poor legs were getting squished. I know I am going to hear about it but I just HAD to do it :)
His cubby. 
One of his favorite rooms to play in - the car, building blocks, castle room. 
Although he had many teachers, Kirstie is the one that took him under his wing. As much as I complained about his school he never once cried because he had to go and often was mad when we came to pick him. He said we were too early. He absolutely loved it.
Outside of his school. After being at this school for 1.5 years (minus 6 months in the states) he finally learned Danish. He can now hold a conversation, answer in Danish, and understands most of the "school" Danish. He has come a long way. I am so proud of him. 
Four of us ordered pizza, including me, and one of us ordered salad. My lack of functioning front teeth means I cannot bite a pizza, I knew I would have to cut it into a piece to get it into my mouth. We had mentioned this to the waitress when we ordered and she said, "No, cutting the pizza is not allowed." We explained my teeth situation... "big scary pogo-stick, concrete floor, ghetto wire holding teeth in place". The waitress was pretty adamant, "No, cutting the pizza is not allowed." We didn't think much of it, she left, we waited for our food.
