Coincidence?

So, David started Spanish 3 this week as a freshman, which is actually his first Spanish class ever. I was so proud of him for having a good attitude about it and courageously walking into a class we knew would stretch him. I also felt extremely nervous for him, hoping he didn't come home the first day begging to drop the class.

Not only did he come home smiling, but he told me all about his Spanish class. A male teacher from Colombia. A room all decked out with Colombia decorations. A teacher that spent the first class talking all about Bogotá.

Just wait till David walks into class one day with his Colombia jersey on.

Oh, and he and David are both referees for the same local soccer league here in town. That will be an interesting connection.

Yeah, I'm not so nervous for him to survive that class anymore. I think he'll be just fine.

God knew all along.