Last night was G's Open House at school. We were the only family who showed up for his special needs class ("Alternative Academics"), and I imagine it was enough for the teacher. B. explored the room thoroughly, pried some circles up which were taped to the floor, sucked red paint off of a paintbrush and generally made himself at home. He may join this class in January, which I hope, hope, hope and pray will go better than his last try at school (lots of crying and previously un-seen aggression).
Also in the picture is our life-saving helper who has been with us since the twins were six months old.