A new day.

He asked me last night if I noticed anything different.  And seemed huffy when I said, "Wha?"
"You haven't noticed I've started turning my socks right side out?"
"Since when?" I asked, explaining I had just done a load of laundry and had to flip all his socks before washing.
"Well, I know I've done it at least once."
And he showed me.
Indeed he had.
That's life-changing right there.
For The Big One.

He also completed a science project from START to FINISH w/ NO help except a little parental brainstorming.

The Short One calls "hopscotch" "hip hop."  
Precious.