Yesterday we were in the car and Lucy randomly counted to six in Spanish. I’m pretty sure she can’t count to six in English. It made me feel a lot less guilty about the amount of time I let her sit in front of the television watching Diego and Dora. Since our neighborhood is predominantly Spanish-speaking I’m hoping my kids will both learn to speak it and I can benefit vicariously. I’ve been doing Zumba for 10 months now and still don’t have a clue what any of the songs are about because they are all in Spanish…of course somehow I don’t think that I’m going to learn the words of popular workout music on Diego. Maybe I’ll have to start watching MTV America Latina.