A breakthrough.

Sometimes at night Spencer (who is far away in LA) and I (who am close at hand in Minnesota) read the Book of Mormon together via the magic of video chat. Or really, he reads to me from the Book of Mormon, and I follow along in its dansk (i.e., Danish) counterpart: Mormons Bog. Sometimes I get ambitious and try to tell him what it says in English before he can tell me by looking at the Danish. Sometimes when I do that I know a few words. Yesterday I translated ten complete verses to him--slowly and haltingly, like the way a kindergartner reads aloud from a simple book--but I did it, nonetheless. It was a really beautiful moment, to realize that I am indeed learning how to read this foreign tongue.

Jeg læser Mormons Bog i dansk!