Yesterday was the last day of art class for the boys, and One's sculpture teacher bid him farewell with this:
"Goodbye One, It's been great having you in class. Someday you'll grow into that head of yours."
It was a compliment, of this I am sure.
Earlier in the year he asked me if the boys "were Montessori". When I assented, he responded "you can always tell ... they think differently from the other children."
I love it. Thanks, Mr. D.