On the first day of school, Marissa connected with Camille as if they were long lost sisters who had been born to different families on different continents. By the class picnic two weeks into the school year it was as if they had known each other their entire lives.
Marissa was invited to Camille's birthday party last weekend, and they had a fabulous time.
|On the roller coaster ride at Chuck E Cheese.|
|Marissa reads her homemade card to Cami.|
The best part about this friendship is that Marissa is learning French. But of course she is learning the French words that a 2nd grader would be interested in.
I was surprised when she came home from school one day and said, "Bon jour!"
Then another time she asked me, "Comment Allez vous?" and informed me that the correct answer was "Bon."
She let me know that they call their mom "Maman" and their dad "Papa."
And then the fourth time she informed me that the word for "poop" in French was "ka ka," and that they call pee "pi pi."
And finally, this past week she let me know that "J'ai pépé" means "I farted."
I am so glad that if I ever get back to France I will be able to tell people all about my bodily functions. Now if only I could figure out how to ask where the bathroom was, I could take care of all that.