Ben refused to do his homework yesterday. He was very upset and signed that he was going to run away. He went to get a post-it note and pencil, in what I thought was simply a dramatic flourish. But this is what he produced. For an 18-year-old who couldn't write a year ago, this was solid gold. We high-fived and Kenold and I jumped around in excitement. Then Ben settled down and did his work.