Jack made a book at school today. When I picked him up he brought out this construction paper and white paper stapled book, with a dragon on the front -- modeled on a dragon I drew this very morning, it makes me happy to say -- and a dragon, castle, king, and more dragons on every page within. He read it to me when we got home: "One day, there was a castle and a dragon. (Pause.) Page Two. The dragon flew from the castle. (Pause.) Page Three....."
He made more books at home. We cut paper in half and I located a stapler and he made several more books that night, with me and with Emily. One with dogs in it. One with more dragons. One with robots. One with happy people with balloons.
He can draw. It's something to see.
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Kate's favorite phrases these days usually begin with "My." "My turn." "My climb." "My shoes." Basically she doesn't want help. With anything. I try to put her in her seat and she wrestles out of my arms and says, "My climb!" And then climbs up into the seat. I try to buckle her and she bucks in the seat and wails. "My do! My doooooooooooo!"
Jack's sitting in Mommy's lap. Kate watches for two seconds, then, "My turn!" I'm looking forward to the day she insists on changing her own diaper.
Funny today: I picked them up in the CRV, and Kate of course wanted to climb into her seat. It's a bigger car, so although she could climb into the car and stand on the floor, just, she couldn't get up into the seat. Jack, watching with interest, said, "Kate, climb up onto the seat first, then your chair." She looked at him, seemed to consider, then climbed up onto the back seat. Stood there next to her seat, clearly debating whether she could get into her car seat. Put one leg over the edge.
And climbed in. Then beamed at Jack.
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