Sometimes, don’t you feel like Phoebe from Friends teaching French to Joey? This morning my husband was trying to get N to pronounce “svetlo” (light), but it kept coming out more like this “sleplah.” When I asked him to pronounce it for me, he very slowly said, “Mama, se dice “SLEP-lah,” like I’m the one misunderstanding. Anyway, sometimes it’s hard not to laugh (in their faces).
Because it takes a village to raise a child, but a whole lot more to do it trilingually.