Today Jake turned 7 and the day began as a total disaster. Michele had woken up early to make pancakes for Jake’s birthday. Kate then woke up screaming and yelling that she hated school, hated Argentina and wanted to go home. Jake accompanied his sister by refusing to leave his room, telling us that he was scared of school and didn’t understand why he needed to learn how to read and write. Kate corrected course after 20 or so minutes of wailing like a banshee, but Jake was not to be deterred. He complained the entire way to school and then gave Michele a sobbing, tearful goodbye at the school’s entranceway as if he was being marched off to the gulag.
Living abroad has been a wonderful experience for our family and something that, on the whole, we are glad to be doing. It is not, however, for the faint of heart. The good days are good, but the tough days can be very tough. Hoping this evening will be better.