May 3 2013
Our neighbor was headed to a playgroup up the hill at the british private school. And well we tagged along to get the boys out of the house and see what it was all about.
After a short minibus ride we arrived. Walking through the gate.
And down the stairs.
The view from the school.
There were mostly turkish moms and children there but also french, british, ...........It was fun to see this kids play together even though they didn't all know the same language.
A favorite, the ball pit.
He stopped for a split second.
Rolling around.
My little artist.
Playdough time.
Our friends.
Snack time/ cake and oranges and milk.
And the boys during music time.
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