"Mommy, do they speak English here?"
"Mommy, is their house close?" (we drive far to see friends in France)
"Mommy, do they have a Mc Donald's here?" "Yes, Tae. Yes they do."
I got a question on one of the last posts I did (cannot remember which one or where the comment is) but she asked me how my kids did with all the adjusting. And I thought it would be nice to document.
My boys are TROUPERS. Especially my older one. I was, and sometimes still am, hesitant about our lifestyle. Growing up I lived in 2 houses within the same city. We went to the same school Kindergarten to Graduation and had a very secure life if you will. And I am not providing that for my kids.
|My travel buddy doing his own thing!|
|If only he did this the entire time|
But what my kids will have that I don't think I got until a lot later on in life is an appreciation for other cultures and other people. A sense that we are all to be treated fairly. An understanding that we can be different from one another, and that is okay. Something that we don't always have in America. I mean, you can fly 5 hours and still be in America! It is tough to expose your kids to more culture. Unless you live near somewhere like LA or Miami where there are more non-Americans than there are Americans!
|Walking to his first day of school. Please excuse the face, apparently I can't look normal|
|Little pep talk|
Bottom line here for people who are thinking we are bad parents dragging our kids across the world like this; we love our boys. We love our family. We are a unit, a team, and we stick together no matter what country we live in. So when my boys have insecurities about the language or the culture or the people, mom and dad will be there 100% telling them they are okay and that they can conquer the world if they want to. And that is exactly what they need.