This is a big deal for him.
He doesn’t like to paint, or make collages, or do anything that means getting his hands dirty. The other children in the class are painting things for him (seriously. Future mob boss?).
I worry a little about where he fits, and what his teachers see in him.
I do not know always whether I am encouraging him to try new things, or squeezing him in a mould that’s not made for him, so that one or both of us will look better.
I am trying to let him be. I keep thinking: no boxes, no boxes, no boxes. No boxes allowed around here.
Today, he made a leaf picture (he’s still picking off the glue from his fingers).