Yesterday Jack and Papa rolled down the hill together at the park.
Jack saw a kite up in the sky that looked like a squid and had to go over and look at it as the man who was flying it brought it down and rolled up the string. Jack had a lot to say about it, none of which I understood of course.
As the family made it's way back from the park, Jack held Mama and Papa's hands and every time he would say "wheeeee!", Mama and Papa would lift him off the ground and let him fly through the air a few feet.
When I got to daycare this morning, the teachers told me that they took the class for a walk last Friday (which actually means pushing them around on those wagons with the little chairs). Jack and Anna sat next to eachother and held hands the whole time. Jack would pull Anna's hand over to him and play with her fingers, and they pointed out things to each other. Of course 50% of adults are going to project adult emotions onto it: oh, it's young love, Anna is Jack's girlfriend and whatnot. But I really think it's just about two friends having physical contact out of care and kindness towards eachother. Anna was in Room 1 with Jack last year and the only other kid Jack knows from before is Soloman. I'm sure there is something reassuring for both of them to see eachother amidst all the new faces.
Monday, June 29, 2009
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