Friday, December 19, 2014

Otto's Progress

I didn't expect our family's first preschool experience to be overseas and in a foreign language, but Ben and I regularly agree that Otto's Précoce is easily the best part about living here. 

This week we had the American equivalent of a parent-teacher conference called bilan (balance sheet in French). 
It was for half an hour and Otto's two teachers, Tess and Tesśy,  provided us information on Otto's progress:

  • Counts from 0-9 in Luxembourgish
  • Comprehends and can follow instructions in Luxembourgish
  • Very reserved with the other children and teachers
  • He doesn't speak much with the other students, but spends most of his time playing with legos and cars 
  • When he does speak, he whispers
  • Can repeat (whisper) most Luxembourgish phrases
  • When playing he sings a lot
  • Very independent
  • Identifies basic colors in Luxembourgish
  • Although he is the smallest and one of the youngest in his class, he is the only child that can get his gym clothes on without assistance and put his boots, hat, gloves, and coat on by himself
  • Loves to observe what's going on around him and often imitates the older children
  • Good at freehand drawing, coloring and cutting
  • Interested in all of their activities and works very hard at school
  • Avoids conflict and will often move or hide to avoid children who are fighting
  • One of three (out of 15) that can write his name
  • Sits in the same chair in the same place at the table every day

The teachers provided us with a binder full of art projects he has completed thus far, as well as a notebook filled with drawings. We brought them home and I spent time with Otto look at each one and letting him tell me about them. 

For months I've been asking Otto what he does every day at school, and apart from the occasional one word answer, I didn't really know because he couldn't really tell me. So, it was really fulfilling for me to be able to see loads of things he's participated in and made. 












This week was also the fete de Noël (Christmas Program). The entire family was invited, and I was asked to make refreshments, so we brought pumpkin bars and chocolate chip cookies. 


The children sang four christmas songs and then refreshments were served along with a slide show of all the children from the past three months. The children would yell the name of the child appearing on the screen. Otto was thrilled to have Aksel in his classroom and showed him around. 








Throughout the past month, his class has been using an advent calendar. On December 8, Otto was able to open the no. 8 door and was given a Luxembourgish book. He's never been happier. Each day he tells me what door number was opened and who was given the privilege of opening it. 

There's a little girl named Assya who is enamored with Otto. Whenever she sees him, she says really loudly and sweetly, Moien Otto! His teachers also say Assya will often seek Otto out during the day. She stood right next to him during the singing. Cracks Ben and I up.


Otto claims to spend most of his time with Alexandre. Interestingly, several other children also claim to spend most of their time with Alexandre. He's big, he's fast, and he's definitely a ring leader. 





I can tell Otto feels a real sense of ownership over his life as we walks the three blocks to school each day and he chatters away about the color of Frida's snack box or how Elias has a hat that covers both his head and his neck. It's fascinating to watch him interact with his teachers and other children who are speaking Luxembourgish. It's a little unnerving that Ben and I don't speak Luxembourgish, but Otto seems to have compartmentalized this information just fine. If I say a word in Luxembourgish, he is quick to tell me I don't speak Luxembourgish. 

I asked Otto if he wanted to give his teachers an ornament or chocolate for their Christmas gift. He selected chocolate. Ben bought two boxes of chocolates from Oberweiss and Otto gave them to his teachers today. When I picked him up, he was genuinely disappointed the teachers didn't share and requested we buy more chocolate. I happily complied. He's a little champion. I'll buy him as much chocolate as he wants.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

PwC

PwC knows how to party. 

Ben's firm spent more than 2 million Euros on a Christmas Market. This included vendors serving employees, clients, and friends and family food, drinks, and desserts for an entire week. 


Last Friday night, I went with Ben to the PwC Market, and like true Mormon Americans, we ate our way through pasta, kebabs, potato cakes, crêpes, hot chocolate, and cookies and then watched a lot of people consume a lot of alcohol and took lots of photos. 


I was the only woman who wasn't in a black mini skirt and tights. Seriously. 


                                   








One of Ben's colleagues begged me to bring her butterscotch chips when we return from the states in a few weeks. His other colleagues -- Soren, Claire, and Gael were all really pleasant and all spoke to me about the same subject: how young and close together in age our children are.  

After debating about whether or not we could eat any more, and whether or not we liked the name Soren, we then drove downtown to another Christmas Market in pursuit of licorice ropes. European licorice ropes are unbelievable. 


PwC's holiday celebration was incredible. Really great food in a beautiful new building full of Christmas cheer. We kept chuckling about how different last year's PwC holiday party was in Salt Lake City. 


The following day, the firm provided activities for PwC families and their children. 







Sinterklaas made an appearance, provided our children with gifts (we had previously selected from a catalog), the boys jumped on a bounce house, fished for ducks, played with clay, and we waited in lots of long lines, ate some chocolate and felt spoiled rotten. 


We rode in a few elevators, caused a few scenes and then headed home to play with our gifts from Sinterklaas. Ben and I debated for 10 minutes as we walked back to the car whether we should stop at the Market one last time and get a kebab for the road. 
We opted for Indian take away, instead. Ben had eaten at least six kebabs in three days. You can't go wrong with a good kebab.

Thank you, PwC.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Christmas Markets

We met Courtney and Andy Holdaway in Cologne, Germany today to see the Cologne Cathedral and to shop at the several Christmas Markets throughout the city.

I woke up at 6 am and started getting everyone and everything ready. We were loaded and ready an hour later and on our way. We easily found parking underneath the Cathedral and layered everyone up and braved the cold and crowds.

The Cathedral is easily the most impressive and beautiful church I've seen in Europe yet. Breathtaking. We took turns walking through it alone without our three children because as soon as we pushed the stroller inside the dome, Otto started screaming I want to go outside!





The adult outside with the children was rewarded, however, with a small man playing Christmas carols on a flute and tambourines on his feet. We rewarded him with 2 euros. And then a stranger rewarded Otto and Aksel with two giant chocolate Sinterklaas.







The Holdaways soon arrived and we commenced our Christmas-marketing with buying ornaments, eating our way from stall to stall, letting our children ride ferris wheels and carousels, eating some more, walking through a historical and beautiful old city and then realizing we had stayed 30 minutes too long and rushed back to the car to drive home.








Ben and I kept talking about how magical it would be to walk through Christmas markets in Germany without children, idling at each booth, really taking our time to pick out treasures, savoring each bite of food, and then casually walking to the next market breathing in the mistletoe and fresh garland wreaths. And the elf village. And the real live Christmas gnome selling wine.



The Germans do Christmas right. It's handmade. It's enchanting. It's magnificent. Everyone should experience Christmas in Germany. And everyone should experience it with Germany experts like the Holdaways -- they make great tour guides and food recommendations.

Luxembourg also has Christmas Markets.

Last Saturday we convinced the Packers to ride a bus downtown and walk around the Luxembourg City Christmas Market.





It's amazing to see other children sit happily in a stroller or walk calmly down a street and listen to their parents or eat the dinner their Dad bought for them or get off of the carousel without melting down. I wouldn't know what any of those experiences are like, but I'm really happy for the families that do.







Ben and I got a sitter one night and went downtown and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves at the market. We took our time eating our potato cakes, spice cake, sausages and drinking hot chocolate. We were both ridiculously excited about the little blue mugs that came with the hot chocolate for 2 extra euros.

Unfortunately, the Luxembourg Christmas Market is like China Town compared to Germany, but it was still magical. Especially because no one was melting down.





Our kids are still too young to realize we don't have lights on our tree (because they're soooo expensive and just not worth it) and still too young to really grasp what Christmas means, but they've sure figured out the chocolate advent calendar and how to put 95 percent of the ornaments on 5 percent of the tree. 

I love Christmas time. I love getting new ornaments in foreign cities and countries. I love seeing a really good friend and former BYU roommate on a regular basis. I love Germany. I love street food. I love watching my children run around in beautiful city squares. I love how many pictures strangers (asians) took of me and my children in public today. I love cookies from Nuremberg. I love European licorice. 

I really love Europe right now.