Tonight I was talking to Luke and Teo at bedtime about the family of African refugees who just arrived in West Hartford. I told them a little about my visits to the family, and that Friday afternoon after school they would come with me to meet everyone and play with the boys their age. Matteo said, "But we don't speak French!" to which I responded something like, "That doesn't matter," and then Luke jumps in and says, "Yeah, we all laugh the same." I swear on a stack of bibles that's exactly what he said. :)