Le Jardin Enchante

At the start of September Margaux (finally!) began nursery. We had enrolled her in a lovely French nursery that was a short-ish train ride from our apartment, called Le Jardin Enchante (The Enchanted Garden).

We thought there would be a few tears - from me at least! - but we weren't prepared for the gut-wrenching cries of despair as we left her alone in the classroom on the first day. For the first few weeks, actually. She loved it once she was settled in and was reluctant to leave when I picked her up, but until we left about 5 weeks later she would still have a bit of a whimper when Thomas pulled up at the front gate each morning.

She was placed in the Coccinelles (Ladybirds) class and she had an absolutely gorgeous teacher, Jennifer. She's in the top centre photograph. When talking with me, Jennifer tried her best in English and I tried my best in French, and somehow between us we managed to communicate!

It was with great sadness that we left Le Jardin Enchante, but new adventures were on the horizon...