Joseph's handwriting was, in a word, atrocious. He learned to read and spell early on, but his writing always looked like a doctor-in-training's, no matter how much I scolded. (Also, I am such a Luddite, I don't buy that line about how kids now just need keyboarding skills, not penmanship.)
Then I read this article.
I realized Joseph had no idea what I meant by "sloppy." These past few weeks, I sat next to him when he was writing and coached him on each letter form and his posture. What a difference. The "before" is from the beginning of the month, and the "after" is yesterday's journal entry.
And here's Joseph with Evelynn at the aforementioned Lincoln Park. What a gem of a beach.