Tonight at dinner, Andrew asked Noah a question about school...in Spanish. Noah paused to ponder the question...and answered appropriately. Jeff and I exchanged a glance that implied, "do you know what they are talking about?" Ella, being the observant child that she is, repeated the question to Jeff and I...in Spanish...and yet, we STILL needed to ask for a translation.
Yes, we have crossed into dangerous territory. Our mistake was letting on that we didn't understand. Now they know that if they speak fast enough, their parents may not fully understand the "secret code."
We needed a renewed motivation to keep studying our Spanish...and now we have one.