Engish is mine; hers isn't. I tried to convince her to use her language, but she doesn't want to. I understand her fear to be that she'll be one of those mothers who can't function in Canada because of a language gap. Understanding doesn't solve the problem.
Others have also commented on her misunderstandings; had they not, I would be willing to accept it as my 'fault'.
I'm proud of the fact that I tried many things, including an English weekend, because that is what is available. And as far as having her meet my standards - I acknowledge this is a problem and I am trying to shift myself to a more accepting mode.
BTW - she loves my chest as it is, too. She was more just curious and I wanted to show her that I'll try to be more attractive to her, even in small ways, hoping that she might follow my lead. The symbolic gesture of stripping away the past was important, too.
