First Day of School

Yes, still trying to catch up!

The day after we got back from Edinburgh was N's first day of school. This year he is attending the local British primary school and is in "reception." Sort of the UK equivalent of kindergarten, except for they do it a year earlier. We're very thankful for the opportunity to send him earlier than we would have in the states, because he is so ready to go!

Here he is in his uniform, which consists of "trousers", a blue shirt, a school "jumper" and "sensible school shoes."

He hasn't picked up the British accent yet, but defiantly uses the lingo and phrases. I think it's especially funny when he brakes out a totally British phrase with his American accent. E and I joke he'll have more proper English than either of us soon! What I think is interesting is that he has no idea he is in any way different from the rest of the kids in his class. He just has no concept of the fact that he's American and his friends are English, or that he has a different accent.

Here are N and I outside his school on the first day. My big boy! He had absolutely no fear about going in, and really loves to go. Makes it easy on mommy.

He is learning to read and write, and so we are all about phonics these days. We sound out words everywhere, (the English language is so messed up!), he looks for any excuse to write, and everything becomes a math problem. It's a really fun time.

Little e is still attending the local pre school two mornings a week. Starting in January he is entitled five free (as in we don't pay!) mornings a week. I think he's ready for that too, especially with N out of the house, he gets a little bored!