He didn’t nurse again during the night. But it was kind of short, as he was up at 5:50. I had woken up sneezing at 4, and didn’t sleep well after that, but got up a little after 7. He played the Daniel Tiger game for the first time a little this morning, liking the flushing toilet. At one point, Carly saw August about to close the window and said “Don’t do it. Don’t do it.” and sighed. August closed the window and copied what she had said, including the sigh. Also, for some reason I taught August to say “Meat is murder” and he enjoyed saying that. Oh, and he had a great, and long, conversation in gibberish with Marshy, with Carly voicing.
We went outside, just to the park across the street, around 9:30. We stopped at Dunkin Donuts for breakfast sandwiches. I waited for those, as it was slow, and they went on to the park. I caught up to them, and they were listening to a microphone test for a stage that was being set up for some festival thing that was happening today. We sat and ate our sandwiches, and August saw an ant he said was looking for food. He liked it when they were soundchecking a piano, but then walked the other way towards the playground when we got up. He did the shaky bridge, Carly following him, and was repeating “Look at this” as he went outside. We played around a bit more, then he was hungry and it was time to go in and change him anyway. He wanted apple, but it was inside, which made him sad, because he “want to eat sagwa outside.”
We came in and skyped with my parents, then he took his nap. He slept from 11:20 to 12:10, came out, then fell back asleep in the reading area and slept until 1:50. We watched the video from class and brushed his teeth, then I took him outside for awhile. I had offered him some choice on where to go. One was the playground by the youth center, and we don’t really have a name for it, so I described it as where we play ‘Smokey sees’ and where we lost the fuzzy. He seemed to get that, and chose that one. So we walked over, touching the “Gingko tree…eunhang namu” as we walked down the sidewalk. At the park we played with Smokey and dropped little rocks down through the grates. We got out our books and did some reading of Bob Books and Marvin K. Mooney. He heard all the noise coming from the pool downstairs, and kept asking what the whistle sound was. I explained it was someone blowing a whistle and what it could mean, and he seemed to get it – before we left he was hearing it and said “Says time to get out of the pool.” a few times.
We went home. While we were gone, Carly had gone to the grocery store and made spaghetti. We had spaghetti for dinner, then all went out for a walk, north to Starbucks. Along the way we were touching more gingko trees, but couldn’t reach all of them, so he was saying “Too far away.” I told him to touch Carly, which he loved to do, so she was saying “I’m not a tree” and he kept repeating that. Over the stream, we saw a broom floating in it. I pointed it out, but he said “someone lost a broom” – the ‘lost’ part was, I think, his touch. He had wanted to stop at the parks we saw along the way, but I said we were walking up to Starbucks, then coming back. To which he responded “Mama get her tea.” And as we walked in he once again said “Starbuck in a book” (referring to Moby Dick).
We got drinks and walked back to the 어린이교통공원 – Poli Park. We sort of played there for a couple minutes once, maybe more than a year ago. Otherwise, we’ve walked through a dozen times as it is access to the stream, but that is it. But it is where we once saw a cookie in a garbage can, back near the beginning of his garbage can obsession, and he remembered that when we went to throw our cups away, asking “Where’s the cookie?”
He climbed on the poles, wanting to do the high ones first. I pointed out the low ones and that he should practice on those first, so he started down on those, and was saying “Look at this…Practicing.”
We headed home as it got dark. On the walk home I was singing songs and he was singing along with “A A A A A A A” even when he knew the words. And along the stream he spent a good time quacking and squawking. We thought we’d go to that festival thing in the park but it was entirely gone. Not a sign of it remained. Kind of crazy – it wasn’t even up and running at 10, and by 6 or 7 it had vanished. We went home and he and I read Triceratops for Lunch, which has words like ‘herbivores’ in it that he kept wanting to see in the text. He then wanted the spray bottle and was playing with that, and managed to spray me in the face as he crawled over me on the couch. He was counting drinks he was taking from it, then jumped to “a bajillion drinks”. Carly was vacuuming, and he started humming along to it, matching the tone. I asked “Does that sound have a color?” and he immediately responded “Red!” I gave him a bath, then we were doing art, mainly drawing letters. He was drawing tildas and double Hangeul characters like ㅆ. He got books and we read them in bed. We read Max’s Easter Surprise 3 times and The Hole in the King’s Sock. He then read Hop with Carly, and they went to sleep at 9:50.
New words/phrases: ginkgo tree, Eunhang namu, squirt, bajillion,
Reading with Marshy:
Park in the morning:
Back asleep:
Dada and Zinnie outing:
Starbucks and Poli Park:
Smog moon:
Writing:
