Old keeps getting younger...

So we decided to have Lydia go to school while she's here. So we took her to the school Charlie went to, they did kind of an exam and asked us some questions, mostly just to make sure she can color and that shes potty trained. We were a little worried because honestly she doesn't speak hardly any Spanish at all. She nods when people ask her questions in Spanish, but I think its just because shes smart enough to have figured out that most of the questions adults ask kids are rhetorical. All except whats your name and how old are you, which she understands enough to answer right most of the time. Anyway, she did get in so we were excited. Its cool, since the school isn't just a preschool, its actually has all the grades preschool to graduation. So they all know Charlie well, and its fun having her be at his school, even if it is only for a short while.

The first day she was so cute and so teeny tiny with her little backpack walking into her classroom all by herself. Charlie and I just stood there holding hands peeking in on her while we tried not to cry. She seemed fine though. The teacher did say she got a little sad after the first hour, and wanted her mommy. But after that she was good over all. Man it makes me feel old. When we picked her up, maria asked her if she made any friends. She said "yeah, I have lots of friends. But they all spoke Spanish to me" Thats always what I'm thinking too. Doesn't anyone around here speak plain English? School had a two day break because the minibus drivers were on strike, but tomorrow its over, so she says shes excited to go back to school. My little teeny girl! I hope its good for her. It'll improve her Spanish anyway.