  Tonight is the open house at one of Houston's big private schools, urlLink the Awty School . So far, this is the only private school we are considering.
The school is based on the French public school model as it was originally created for French ex-pats, and accordingly, students graduate with both their French Baccalaureat and American diploma. The student body is capped at 40% American so that at least 60% of the students are international. This is the biggest attribute from our viewpoint because we want our kids to be surrounded by people from different backgrounds than themselves. The second biggest attribute is that classes are taught in one of five languages, although the major focus is on English, French, and increasingly, Spanish.
Since the curriculum begins at the age of three, we'll be submitting applications this winter, hoping for a spot next fall. I find myself trying with every cell in me to not put pressure on this. If it's meant to be, it will be. The last thing I want is to give Aidan a complex, but still, what if he has an accident while we're there?
And what should I wear? I'm sure that at this event, just as it is at every event at Aidan's current school, we'll be the youngest parents. I just hoped we aren't given the usual age-ist treatment, the snubbing, the looking past us. I don't want Aidan judged for our age. I want to wear a sign around my neck that says I swear I'm educated and I planned my conceptions. So, seriously, what to wear. Ella will probably wear her new red striped dress from Aunt Becky. I think I'll put Aidan in his blue sweater and corduroys. Maybe it's a bit hot, but he looks even cuter when he's sweaty. His cheeks get all rosy and his hair kinks up. John will be coming directly from work, so he's in his work clothes. I was thinking of my purple jumper-style dress that goes down to the ankles because that's kind of matronly and, to my experience, moms in Europe are pretty traditional. I could wear my new Born Mary Janes to make it edgy traditional. My mom, though, pointed out the European emphasis on fashion, and suggested I wear a sweater under a blazer.
It's a good idea, but it requires shopping as I do not currently have a short, fitted blazer. Maybe I'll call John's sister and see if she has one. I'm afraid of looking to stylish, because that would only accent my age, which I consider our current biggest drawback. So much doubting! I hate this! 
