This is Clyde, and he's special. I'm not sure why that is, exactly, but Clyde seems to be exempt from all classroom expectations. He joins us as he pleases, but most of the time Clyde just wanders around with his bottle, talking to himself. His English is actually pretty good, thanks to his family hiring an Italian au-pair, but it's only been in the last few days that Clyde has started talking to me. He spent the first two months crying and trying to throw up on me, so having him hanging from my arm and talking non-stop is a big (though annoying) improvement.