Sk8er boy

And so today after the warm waters of the therapy pool at UCLA school relaxed our joints, delighted us with Callum swimming with a watervest "all by myself", and with smiles on our faces as Callum escaped teacher shark ("What sound does the shark say Callum?", he replies "Duh duh duh duh duh duh?"), we grabbed a quick lunch at Denny's, then a skip to the park and watched the incredible skateboarders rip its bowls and killer snakeruns. Safely at the end, Callum asks "My turn?".

So there was nothing to stop him jumping on board his own skateboard when we arrived home. Reuben meanwhile was busy racing through a whole new list of sight words on the iPad. Pretty incredible stuff and he'd tell me where he knew many of the words from, with a Reuben giggle of course...