hello.hello.hola.

Josu told me yesterday that during recess he asked the kids what game they were playing; they told him, but he couldn't understand them, so he asked them again; he still couldn't understand them, so he asked them again.  After the third try, the kids ran away.
I can't even tell you how proud I am of Josu.  He asked three times!?
dang. 
(I'm proud of him, but that didn't keep me from talking to a teacher at the school today and asking if maybe an adult could help Josu understand how to play the playground game)

and p.s. note to self: ask Gaby where to buy beans that don't have rocks or bugs in them