Spanish Class

I took the twins to their weekly Spanish class yesterday. They enjoy the class and their teacher is really nice. The Missus and I usually enjoy an hour-and-a-half of freedom. Since the Missus was studying for her final exam, I took the opportunity to do a little shopping. When I came back to pick them up, I sat in the lobby with some other parents to wait for the class to end. I could hear the kids in the back talking in Spanish with the teacher, especially Tessa, who has a really loud voice (like her dad.)

The teacher said, "Te quiero mucho...that's how we say 'I love you very much.' You can tell your daddy that."

My Tessa responds, really loudly, "But my daddy doesn't understand Spanish!"

The other parents started chuckling. "I'm trying!" I yelled back, weakly.

Tessa came out, smiling. I smiled back and said, "¡Te quiero mucho, Tessita!"

A Visit with Santa

The Missus took the twins to see the Santa at the mall. They didn't scream or anything. Progress!

Is it Christmas yet?

The Missus and I have been really busy. I have been swamped at work, and the Missus is finishing up her first semester of grad school. Some days, we hardly know what month it is.

The twins, however, know exactly what month it is. It's December--Christmas month. Last year, they really didn't know what Christmas was. This year they know that Santa is going to come and give them presents. leading to some interesting conversations:

"Daddy, is tomorrow Christmas?"
"No, Tessa, like I tell you every night, tomorrow is not Christmas. Now please, please go to sleep!"
"But Daddy, but Daddy, how will I know when Christmas is coming?"
"Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll warn you."
"Okay, Daddy. Goodnight!"

"Daddy, how many days 'til Christmas?"
"Twenty more days, Adam."
"No, Daddy, I think it's five days."
"Five days?"
"Yes, Daddy. Five days!"
"Okay, buddy. Five it is."

The twins and I saw a really nice version of The Nutcracker at Glen Echo Park in Maryland. It was sponsored by people at my work, and turned out really well, even though the Missus, who was working, missed it. The twins enjoyed it and were only a little scared. The highlight for them was probably the cookies that my group put out. And Tessa, of course, had to try out the bathroom there.