As if JK wasn't enough schooling, we started Chinese school on Saturday. Molly and Jacob have 2 hours in a 4-5 year-olds class. Enroute to North York we told the kids to say Ni Hao when they met their teacher. Jacob said, "but then she'll think we're Chinese" and Molly retorted "no Jacob, we have blond hair". So the kids go to the classroom and say ni hao, then the teacher launches into a 5 sentence monologue in speedy Chinese. Jacob shoots me an "I told you so" look, but the two of them marched right in and apparently had a really fun time.
Kate and I joined Zoë in the parent & tot class, which is going to be more than enough learning ... for the two adults. We were the only whiteys in that class, though there were a few in the twins'.
I think it's going to be a great family experience, learning something new all together, while embracing Zoë's original language and culture. Plus it will get us down to the big smoke every weekend, which should mean that we'll see much more of our friends and family in Toronto.
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Yay to it all but especially the last bit
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