hanging out; school admissions

No photos yet of our lovely house and environs, but I do have a couple of Princess and her brother and her mother for youse today. Here's Seung Yi in her hat from Sloaner, her sweater from Doug, Sherry, Megan and Connor, her beat poet black turtleneck from her Gramma, and her orange wrap around shirt from friends at our old school in Bangkok. Note the two-toned sweater. That's where she drooled! She is truly, as we say here at fixed address, a real Droolio Iglesias. Also check out the fact that her eyes are still bluey grey with that chunk of brown in the lower left quadrant of the right eye. Maybe she'll take after my side of the family not only in girth, but also in eye colour! And of course, is her chin not the exact same in construction and cuteness as Gramma Sayo's? Why yes, yes it is!

Here's us making stuff for ourselves to do the other day before Ji started school when the days stretched out endlessly before us:

We're working through alot of anger here at the Sayo Niedzwiecki household. Seung Yi still hasn't developed her hot heartedness very much but we're working on her.

In very, very exciting news, Ji is now going to school at the local preschool, Your Kids Are Our Kids. Whichever of our readers can come up with the best funny comment that can follow that name will receive a fabulous gift pack all the way from deeeeepest darkest Innnnnnndia. Get your entry in now! Anyhoo, the point is that after we visted and called many schools and knew that NOWHERE were they going to accept Ji, this school is jim dandy because they took him right away quick. I'm not kidding, we went to the three international schools (no luck) and visited a bunch of local schools where we were actually laughed out of one admissions manager's office for simply walking in the door with a five year old. Noooo one is taking kids for kindergarden. No one. Like, not even foreign rich kids. With parents who would bribe anyone for a spot in a school. No way, no how. There is an extraordinarily slim chance that he might get in somewhere in the new school year for local schools (Feb / March) but that is about as likely to happen as me being able to do calculus tomorrow. Then, he's on a waiting list for the english-speaking international school and is assured entry into the french school if he wants it come September. But both of those would only be for kindergarden, not for Grade One, which is what he should be starting.

Who knows what will happen. In the meantime, YKAOK. Or Your Kids A-OK as I like to think of it. Where, apparently, after Ji was socked in the head by some wicked blonde kid today, the teacher told him to go whack the kid back. We will let you know later whether this was said in "jest" or as a "lesson" or (GOD FORBID) "in earnest".

[Delhi-16-January-2007]