There are times in my life when I wish I had taken more languages than Spanish. After two years in high school and four years in college, I can manage to get my way around a conversation in which I point a Senor or Senora to the correct bathroom. I can also say “there is a cat in my pants,” but I have only had to use that in one situation and it does not bear repeating right now. Needless to say, I could use a Scary German Guy to help with the copy of Das Buch von Feuer und Vernunft Band Drei Betty had lead me to.
So, while Mom was busy with both storytimes today, I managed to translate some of the text. Mostly it was about a bunch of Old World Norse/Germanic gods like Odin and Thor and their adventures. It all made little sense to me as to why Betty would want me to read this. Until I got to the part about the Snotra and Logi.