This school year, whether it's his new teacher or another year of growing up (or both) he has suddenly become so calm, it's almost unnerving.
I first noticed it at the talent show last month, how serious he was when he was on stage. Then at his first-grade poetry reading this week- again, all business. On his birthday, when it was time to open his gifts, he used a pair of scissors to snip each piece of tape, laid the paper to the side, and said in an undertone, "Don't worry mom. I'll clean this up in a minute."