Will went to work with me on Thursday. I expected a terrible day - due to the shots - but he was surprisingly pleasant. He slept from 8:00 to 10:30 and then laid on the floor behind my desk until lunch. We left at lunch.
On our way home from school Finn mentioned several times what a great imagination he has. Later that afternoon Finn asked me if I liked his picture. I asked "what is it Finn?" He looked at me like I had two heads and said, "Mom! It's my imagination." Good to know.