German lessons

L was playing hide and seek with one of her stuffed animals this morning, and was calling it “Doggy, where are du?” When she realized she was mixing up languages, she corrected herself: “Doggy, where bist du?”
L had her first day at the German school on Friday and she loved it. Of course, there were some tears when I dropped her off in the morning, but her teacher is one sweet German lady that just picked her up and hugged her. When I went to pick her up at 1pm, L had a huge smile on her face; she was so proud and happy. Her teacher was walking her to the door, looking out for me and showing her around. Apparently, she had made friends already on her first day. Well, and one of the kids in her class has a mom from Jamaica and is fluent in English. What are the odds? And what a relief it is! Who would have thought that we plan our life so much around our kids? This morning she got up and asked if we would go to school. When I answered that we wouldn’t she was disappointed. That’s good.

Unfortunately, since we haven’t followed conventional vaccination schedules, we needed a doctor’s certificate saying L is in good health. The only appointment we could get was on Friday, her first school day, on 6pm! Really, who makes doctor’s appointments with kids at 6pm? Spanish schedules throw me off balance, I am completely lost at times, but that is a whole other post…

Needless to say that L freaked out when we told her. But none of us was prepared for what was really coming. I have to mention that for L, this was the second time in her whole life to see a conventional doctor. We have always worked with naturopaths, and they clearly follow other guidelines. Let’s just say that doctor will never forgot our visit with L. She screamed so much that I thought he would throw us out. And I have to say she was right in getting so upset, there was not much dignity in the way he was treating her. But I have no point of reference since we never saw a conventional doctor in the US. I’m glad we got the paper we needed. L is perfectly healthy and strong willed, and that we knew already. I regret not having done my homework because we now know there are naturopaths here in Barcelona, and other doctors in alternative medicine. I guess we didn't think it would be that extreme.

On another note, S was sitting on the bed this morning while we were both trying to wake up. L was jumping around us. The baby was getting tired of being there, so started to lean forward and tried to reach a toy, when she fell on her face and was not able to get up. She started complaining and said “mama.”

C said it was accidental. Of course, it wasn’t. She just said her first word.