Memories of lunch during my time as a pre-schooler are full of warm bottles of milk (not a good memory) and the sound of little glass bottles banging together as trolley rattled down the corridor delivering from one classroom to the next.  To this day, I just cannot bring myself to pour a glass of milk and drink it down.  Soon after the milk it would be time to head home for a simple sandwich. 

Thinking about that milk trolley makes me feel soooo old.  Comparing it to lunch here in France, both at home and at the school cantine,  where a meal is never less than three courses - starter, main and dessert, cheese and bread an option if desired, those days of milk and sandwiches leave me feeling like Laura Ingles. 

Tuesday chez nous is a day to skip out on the cantine, home to eat and then onto an activity to work on English.  Today's lunch finished off in style and left two happy 4.5year olds many years away from milk trolleys. Now off to work on that English.

What about you, how is your Tuesday going?