Beatrice had her first day of school today. Bryan and I both felt we were sending her off to work at the sausage factory. It was strange. We were excited for her but nervous too, leaving our little Bea. When she woke up she didn't want to go (probably because we woke her up at 7:45 and we usually sleep until 8:30 or 9:00 around here) but she got into the groove and by 8:50, was ready to go. The teacher Isabelle was welcoming and calming and explained the things we would need to bring back with us: forms; slippers for the classroom; four photos to identify her coat hook, shoe rack and drawer, etc. Once Isaac saw the classroom and the playground he wanted to stay too but they don't accept kids that aren't propre (potty-trained). I took him with me to register Bea with the director of the school and the whole time we were in her office, Isaac was repeating, "Go wee-wee, poo poo on the potty?" He understood the reason Bea was staying and he was not. Maybe this will be a motivator.
The school is two blocks from the house and Bea will go from 9:00-noon for the first week or so and after that 9:00 to 4:30 with a two-hour lunch in between. French kids have school every day except Wednesday and Sunday and they go for a half day on Saturday.
We're excited that Bea will have exposure to properly-pronounced French and the opportunity to make some new friends.