Luke is relearning s words. He's writing s, z, and the numbers 1 and 2, using sidewalk chalk on our driveway. These aren't any old 2s and z's. They're huge. Apparently, the bigger the better. Which is great, for now.
Owen is learning some of it too, though exactly how much I'm not sure. He knows how to sit at the table and do "work." He waits his turn and proudly offers me his creations to put up at the office.
Ben learns how to climb out of the pack-n-play. Maggie is discovering how to get the knees of her pink and purple little pants every bit as dirty as the brothers. They're learning to play together. Amy breaks out a special little toy to occupy the small ones and everyone else wants in on it.
Near the end of the day, Luke nets a nice little bird with a broken wing. He's with Owen and Lianne, jumping for joy and dreaming of all possibilities. Hambone is knocking the top off the makeshift bird cage.
That's what kind of day the second day of school is around here. Luke is writing and reading and Ben is painting at the table, if you can imagine that type of day. Maggie is suddenly over in the dogs water dish having a blast.
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