Sunday, January 13, 2013

The Juice Aisle (updated with a photo of Tommy's school)

There are a few photos below but they are from yesterday.  Mostly, I want to tell you that:

1.  Tommy had a great day at school.  He seems happy with the fact that there is a lot more playtime, and noted that there is a huge sand pit and "it even has equipment and buckets and spades."  His teacher said he had a good day and he seems fine to go back.  He said he didn't make any friends because he couldn't decide who he wants to be friends with, and also expressed disappointment that only four kids are allowed in the loft at once and apparently four girls go up there and refuse to come down.  

Here he is after his first day, in the parking lot outside of the school.  Behind him are the buses which are not overly American looking.  The bus he needs is full so I will be driving him this term, which sucks.

2.  I had a sad day today.  I started crying when we dropped Tommy off.  Was it guilt induced? Was it because I miss Eridge House? Hard to say.  But I felt pretty sad all day, even after Lulu said, "you cwied in the car; mommy not supposed to cwy."  We went to a party tonight thrown by one of Eli's colleagues and somehow seeing their perfectly put together lives made things even harder -- it feels like we have a long way to go.  And our stuff is still in LONDON.

3.  I have two positive things to say about Muscat.  First, we went to a really pretty beach tonight.  It is VERY far from where we will live, but still doable and I loved it and we will go back.  Second, when we went to the grocery store yesterday, I was amazed by the juice selection.  You can get so many types of juice!  I bought some strawberry and it's pretty good (not, of course, pure strawberries, but I can't read the ingredients very well and it tastes pretty natural, ha).  

Tomorrow we visit a potential school for Lulu.  Cross your fingers that I can be a little less snobby than usual and like it...

The pool at our place.  It was freezing and I didn't let them get in.

 The beach with litter (they're sitting in tires):
 The roof deck at our place, which makes me very nervous because I don't trust the construction.
xoxo

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