It’s the last week of the Monster’s day camps. I’ve been running his morning carpools – it lets my wife tend to the baby without having to get everyone out the door first thing in the morning – even though the one camp that’s still running is decently out of my way.
When I dropped him off this morning and he dashed off, I called after him in Hebrew to ask him to come back to give me a hug and kiss before I went to the office. He turned right where he was, came back, hugged and kissed me, and dashed off again to play with the magnets (one of his favorite things). The teacher commented that she was very impressed, especially in light of everything, that he understands so many words in multiple languages. Continue reading