bon appétit

So after 6 months of being at home, I finally decided it was time to expand my mind. Elmo just isn't as stimulating for me as it used to be. I have been studying French and I have to say that it is a little bit more difficult than I had anticipated. I sound like a foreigner and it's driving me crazy because Haitian Creole is a French dialect. I usually listen to my CD's while I am washing the dishes or cleaning the house, so everyone can hear me yelling random phrases from the kitchen. What inspired this new adventure was our trip to Europe a couple years ago. The people in France were nice enough to speak English when prompted, but we knew they thought we were idiots. In Italy we toured some of the less touristy areas and were completely at a loss because we didn't speak French, Italian, or German (well, Collin spoke a little German but not enough to understand an Italian speaking German). Anyway, next time you see me, I will be a fluent French speaker.

I never thought this day would come

So, for those of you who don't know, Naisha has come to live with us (again). This morning I walked her to the bus stop and I asked her if she would be embarrassed if I waited with her. She replied "No, I am really scared, I want to stay with me". Okay, I guess I am cooler than I thought...until I got to the bus stop. While waiting with Naisha and the other middle schoolers, I realized how old I really was. Dressed in my sweatshirt and sweatpants looking like I had just awakened, I suddenly became shockingly self conscious. I felt like one of those moms that patrolled the bus stop threatening to tell parents on anyone who said a cuss word. as the bus pulled up to the stop, I found myself yelling instructions for Naisha as she boarded. I can't believe it has come to this.