One perfect day: Fisher.

If I had to pick one perfect day for Fisher, it would start with a breakfast of honey buttered toast and yogurt, along with the sports page, please. Then there would be exactly thirty minutes of reading, exactly thirty minutes of screen time, and then the entire rest of the day would be spent outside with the neighborhood kids playing and running for as many hours as the daylight would allow. And this is pretty much how summer went.

Found this gem taken the last day of kindergarten.

So, school this week has been a bit of an adjustment, but I think that, like most Americans, he has figured out to just hang on for the weekend to restore his very soul.