Packed Lunch or School Dinner?

This week marks our first full week of school. There has been a lot of learning this week- pants are trousers and underpants are pants, sweatshirts are jumpers, registry is attendance, packed lunch is packed lunch and bought lunch is school dinner. Instead of saying, "good job" or "well done" it's "good boy" or "good girl." We're looking for "smart sitters" and "brilliant" girls and boys. I spend half the day translating and the other half thinking about how adorable all the children are. I've learned that almost everyone who's been to America has to been to Disney World, that I really shouldn't eat the food in America (this, according to a five year old), and that there is no difference between Virginia and West Virginia. What else have I learned? Clearly not how to send a postcard. Apparently I only needed one stamp, but instead got to buy and lick 32.

Yesterday after school we met up with Ellie to go to Evensong at King's College. King's College is renowned for their daily service and especially for their Men's and Boy's choir. Afterward we went to a pub called The Eagle, which is famous because Watson and Crick came up with their theory about the structure of DNA there. We, on the other hand, ate. We are staying in Cambridge this weekend for Guy Fawkes Day - Fireworks on Friday, football on Saturday, and formal dinner on Sunday. "Remember, Remember, the Fifth of November!"