Alden woke up with a fever yesterday morning, so I left her at home when I took Kato to school. August elected to come along for the ride. But as we were leaving the house, he insisted on wearing his #1 Racer helmet. And who am I to come between a boy and his instinct for safety?

Once we got to school, August spent a few minutes doing a “work.” He had selected a particularly dangerous one involving soft, fluffy puffballs.

Thank goodness for that helmet, is all I can say.

Who knows what might have happened had his head been less thoroughly protected.