Report cards!

The kids got their first French report cards. Since they arrived here mid-year (mid-way through the second trimester), there were lots of missing spaces on their report cards. (I tell my NCAA bracket friends that I count missing information as a 0!)  Like much of my life here in France, life is filled with mysteries everyday; but, as near as I can tell, the marks they did receive seemed good. And, in another sports analogy, a tie goes to the runner.  So until I hear otherwise, I'm proud of them.

I took David out to lunch to celebrate.  (You can't see her but our dog Skoshi is sitting under the table, a bit of a treat for her, too.)