Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Caboe Ocean
D,
You drew this picture as a replica of a painting Yaya did of some rocks down in Cabo. It's pretty great.
Dad
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Scientists Only
Dylan,
You made this sign for your bedroom door and clarified that it
pertained to the "researching and inventing" kind of scientist.
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
French Horn
Dylan,
You made yourself a French horn out of foam pipe insulation and a
giant bendable flower. Awesome!
Dad
Monday, March 07, 2011
Inch
Dylan,
You've grown a full inch since your "5 yr" checkup, which was January 28 -- just 39 days ago.
No wonder so much of your clothing suddenly no longer fits right.
Dad
You've grown a full inch since your "5 yr" checkup, which was January 28 -- just 39 days ago.
No wonder so much of your clothing suddenly no longer fits right.
Dad
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Sunday, February 06, 2011
Event horizon
Dylan,
There's been a lot of angst recently about where to continue your education when you're done with this third year at SJM. We've gotten you enrolled (through no small effort) in a public elementary that's about as highly regarded as they come, but at this point we are still considering other options. What matters to us is that your intense love of learning and appetite for absorbing information are fostered, not squelched.
I commented to you at lunch today when you made a reference to attending said public school next year that if Mom and I found a school that was even better for you we would send you there instead. I asked you if you'd rather go to the public school (which I'm deliberately not naming here) or to the best school for Dylan, you replied: "I want to go to the school that will help me win a Nobel Prize".
...
The quickness and casual resoluteness of your response was jaw-dropping. Especially since neither Mom nor I had any awareness that you even knew about Nobel prizes.
I promise I'll do my best to find you that school.
Dad
There's been a lot of angst recently about where to continue your education when you're done with this third year at SJM. We've gotten you enrolled (through no small effort) in a public elementary that's about as highly regarded as they come, but at this point we are still considering other options. What matters to us is that your intense love of learning and appetite for absorbing information are fostered, not squelched.
I commented to you at lunch today when you made a reference to attending said public school next year that if Mom and I found a school that was even better for you we would send you there instead. I asked you if you'd rather go to the public school (which I'm deliberately not naming here) or to the best school for Dylan, you replied: "I want to go to the school that will help me win a Nobel Prize".
...
The quickness and casual resoluteness of your response was jaw-dropping. Especially since neither Mom nor I had any awareness that you even knew about Nobel prizes.
I promise I'll do my best to find you that school.
Dad
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