I picked Jack up at school today. It was sunny and cold. We said Hi, and I noticed Stephen V's Mom. I turned a moment to say hi to her, at which point Jack and Stephen V, with one mind, lit out for the playground. We were both like, Hey, wait...ah, OK, whatever.
As we watched and made small-talk, they ran directly past the playground and kept on going. And going, to the far corner of the schoolyard. Then they made a sharp left, and kept on running. I said to Susan, Well, uh, they have some energy. As they almost disappeared from sight around the corner of the school, she yelled to Stephen to say in view. I don't know how he heard her, but he veered left again, as did Jack.
Five minutes later, they came back over to us. Stephen was showing his Mom his feet, which I didn't think much of until Jack showed me his. Evidently they ran through a mudhole about six inches deep. Excellent. Jack's cheeks were flushed all the way home.
At home, he called Emily, as we often do, and left a message: "We're going to be going out to get a dog crate and also to get Kate. You can email Daddy's phone."
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We got the crate, and at night I put it together. Naturally, Jack and Kate wanted to put a couple of dog toys in it. They then climbed into it, happily, and pretended to be dogs. I asked Emily not to put the picture she took up on Facebook. I haven't dared check.
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Putting Jack to bed tonight, he looked up at the stars on his ceiling. He said, "I used to just think there were stars in the sky. Now I know that they aren't just stars....they're constellations. Like, the other night, when you showed me The Big Dipper? I used to just think it was a big spoon...."
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