Reading buddies.
If one of them looks like he can't read yet, it's because well...he can't. Or perhaps I should say, he has made the decision to not put the effort into learning how to yet. Three months old and it sometimes feels like he's learned nothing.
Off to Finland we go.
You're not muddy enough.
I said.
Go play harder.
And then he polished off the day with some Quentin Blake reading in the late afternoon sun. Summer in the air.