With this post we begin a brand new chapter in life. There are certain events that mark your life. "After we were married, life before and after children come, etc." In our family, we will mark events by before, during, and I assume even after we lived in Chile. It is strange because at times I feel like things are so normal, then I try to answer the door when the bell rings or go do simple things like get gas for the car and then I am jarred back into the realization that life is so very different. Different, good, amazing, and hard.
So I will start with our trip to Chile from the states. It had seemed like such a long time coming that we were all ready to just get on the plane and start! The last 4-5 days in Des Moines were crazy! But we have amazing friends who stepped right up and feed us, drove us, and loved us. I feel blessed by my Heavenly Father for the people He has put in our lives.
So to the airport our friend helped us get. We had so much luggage that our one rental van was simply not enough. We had eight large suitcases, a jogging stroller(which I am so glad we brought so I can run the trails here), a car seat, a booster seat, and then the 5 backpacks, one laptop, and a purse full of passports! We had five suitcases too heavy, after much moving of things we got it down to three and said the heck with it and paid for the three over weight bags.

We got to Dallas without a hitch. Landed and headed to McDonalds to eat dinner. I got up to go look at some other food options while the kids ate. When I got back Mark said our flight was delayed 12 hours, I laughed and told him to stop kidding around. He did not laugh, at which point I almost cried. So Mark went off to find out what to do. I gathered kids and had so much in my arms I couldn't carry Easton, who then had a complete meltdown as we made our way to the ticket counter. It was a blessing because the gal took pity on us and got us our food and hotel vouchers herself rather than us going to the counter that was doing this that had a line of about 100 people doing the same thing. Who know that meltdowns of two year olds were blessings?




So we stayed in the hotel attached to the airport (which is prepared for travelers like us and provided six packets of toilettries). So we woke up, ate, and boarded our 10 hour flight. We thought we would have 10 hours of sleeping kids, but not so. I was amazed at how awesome our kids did. Easton took about a 4 hour nap, the angels where with us.
So then the real fun, lets just say after 12 hours of not eating, 3 hours of lines, and a very loaded taxi van, we made it to the house a little after midnight! And our kids rocked it! There was the occasional complaint, but by the time we had been in lines for so long I think they just gave up and realized there wasn't one thing to do but just keep going.
The next two days were a blur. Grocery shopping, trying to get cars, school tests and tours. But we made it. We are still trying to figure out a lot of things, but that is for the next post! Love to all who helped us on both ends of the adventure.
*As a side note, now that our internet is through a Chilean company, when I run spell check it tells me every word is spelled incorrectly since it is checking for Spanish. So typos may be frequent for the next little while.