Un, Deux, Trois

In case I haven't mentioned it before, we spend a lot of time at the grocery store. Between my inability to make a list to remember everything in one trip, two chow-hound children eating us out of house and home, and our general enjoyment of shopping for fresh ingredients for dinner, we frequent the same Publix almost twice a week. Consequently, the delightful employees there know who we are. Sarah is our very favorite bagger. She is adorable and shiny-happy. She always interacts with the kids, and the other day, she asked Wesley to count our re-usable grocery bags as he handed them to her. Marc said her mouth fell open when he counted them in French. When Marc's dad was here a few months ago, he taught him to count to 10 in French. That means he now knows how to count to 10 in 3 languages (French, Spanish and English...next week, maybe German!). Also, in English, he can count to 20 by 2's. What a show-off!