What a difference 3 weeks makes ! At the beginning of
the summer, I was so disheartened when I came back after a 2 day business trip
and found my little boy speaking to me in French. Only French. Not even a
smiggin of English. I was picking my brain, banging my head against the wall
trying to figure out where OPOL had gone wrong. Was I less consistent with him
then with Suzanne? No. Was I less strict? No. So what happened? As it turns
out, nothing went wrong because Max is bilingual!