French lessons!

The eldest is loving his new nursery, which given that we're a bit all over the place with the youngest, is a real positive.  Yesterday, he had forest school, which went down a storm (even if I forgot and he had to borrow wellies from the School, clearly they are used to mothers who forget these things).  Today, the eldest started French lessons - probably sound a little grand for a  3 year old, what they actually did was learn about the French flag and colour it in.  On the way home, in the car, we had the fan on full blast, only coming out of the back seat vent, so his little flag could blow in the wind.  One lovely, happy boy.  The nursery are delighted with him as he is being really helpful with other children and they think he is a very nice, well mannered boy.  If only he was always that way inclined with his brother.