When I got home from work tonight, N was covered in green ink all over his arms. He looked like he was a biker with shoulder to wrist tattoos. (He had stamped himself over and over again.) The girls took a shower with him and washed off all of the ink. It took about 15 minutes just to get him clean. He didn't put up a minute of fuss – he was so happy to be in the shower with them. HOW CUTE IS THAT?

N also met his teacher today, Jean. She came to the house this AM and talked to him while he finished breakfast ("nama bread" "waffle" "peach"). He then showed her his workbench and tools and his trike. As she was leaving, he said, "Bye, Jean". SO CUTE.