I can’t believe I’m blogging from England! Dean’s family is truly amazing. Simply the best in-laws you can ever hope for. His aunt and uncle were the first faces to greet us as we exited baggage claim in Manchester. They dropped us off at the hotel, we went to bed around 9am, then thanks to Dean’s mom, she woke us up with a phone call at 4:30pm.
We had dinner and spent all night at his aunt and uncle’s home. I had concerns that I wouldn’t understand what anyone was saying; I have trouble with accents. It wasn’t too bad, but here’s an example of my confusion.
Someone asked Dean’s little niece what she wanted for Christmas.
I heard her say, “I want a bake for Christmas.”
I deduced she wanted an easy-bake toy oven.
Then someone asked what color ‘bake’ she wanted.
With this new information, I figured, aheee, she wants a bag!
She then added, “I don’t care what color it is, as long as it’s a fast bake!”
The girl wanted a bike! Not a bake. Not a bag. But a bike!
I am trying really hard to understand!!!