Tuesday morning, both boys' classes went on a field trip to and eco-farm about 40 minutes outside of Bogota. When the bus dropped them off at home, we talked about school and how their day went.
Me: How did you like the farm, Simon? What did you do there?
Simon: (with gusto) I poured-ed milk OUT OF A COW!!
Me: You mean you milked a cow?
Simon: Oh yeah. I milked-ed a cow!
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Liam has two uniforms for school. One is his "P.E. kit" and is comprised of a pair of windpants and a white polo shirt with the school initials embroidered on the chest. His official uniform is a pair of navy dress pants, a white button-up dress shirt and tie in school colours, with a sweater overtop. He wears the P.E. uniform Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and the more formal uniform Thursday and Friday.
Last Thursday must've been warmer than usual because he took off his sweater and hasn't been able to find it since. We've looked everywhere at home, he's looked in all his different classes, and his teacher took him down to the lost and found. No luck.
We were talking about the missing sweater again this morning and he looked at me and said, "What size is my jumper?".
Next thing I know he's going to be talking about his trousers and calling Simon a bloke.
Welcome to British school.