I could have written this a few weeks ago. But now it’s really true. They speak French. The children.
Not utterly fluently, but they speak. And…
“You don’t pronounce it like THAT mummy!” I hear, several times a day. I’ve even started toasked them for vocabulary.
Our youngest’s handwriting has gone from this:
To this:
And today even our eldest’s writing (two years more bedded in so harder to change) showed French flair today (check out those very French ‘r’s!)
As you can tell, I’m thrilled. The more so for them – they seem happier. Getting them off to school is easier – not a murmur, even smiles – every day!
And Christmas is coming, with lots of snow (we are already skiing), Père Nöel visiting, real wolves and lots of fireworks.
Life is good.
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