Monday: Don Morse Park

It was another odd morning. He leaked a little before 5. While he was up, Carly got him to start blowing his nose a bit. They then got up and were up until about 6:40. They skyped, ate, went outside, and played with the polished rocks: “Orange in there. In the poop one. In the snot one.” They went back to sleep, and were up again about 8. He was nursing a lot, then trying to open the door. Carly called me on my cell phone to come and help him open the door, but he had locked it. Once the door was open, August didn’t want to leave without mama. He was very clingy to her this morning. Eventually, we got him upstairs and he wanted to look for Celeste. He decided: “Grampa show you how to get Celeste.”

We were upstairs without Carly for awhile, but then he realized she was gone. So he went downstairs, and started running a few feet before the door. He tripped and fell face first into the door. Luckily, he only grazed the frame with his cheek. He had a red spot on his cheek later, but that was it.

In the late morning, Carly and I took him to Don Morse park in the stroller. On the way, I got him out of the stroller so he could push the crosswalk buttons. While waiting in the bakery for our drinks, he figured out how to do 6, 7, 8, and 9 fingers with his two hands. This was a big deal, and he was very happy about it. To this point he couldn’t really do one number with the right hand and another number with the left. He got upset leaving the coffee shop, as he wanted to keep doing fingers.

At the park we went directly to the swings. He was in a swing at the end and there was a little boy – 15 months, I think – swinging next to him who waved and August waved back. I left to go get my hair cut, and as I left they were playing on a bouncy swing thing, with August jumping on it. When I came back, they had been playing in the water. He spent a lot of time just crouching in the water, feeling the sand in the water. They were coming up to eat sushi, so we sat on the grass and ate lunch. He really liked the sushi, and also the ginger. He liked trying on my sunglasses, then sat on my lap for quite awhile and ate some pizza. On the walk home I started doing wheelies with the stroller, and he would say “1, 2, 3” and then “Down”.

At home, he took a nap from 2:15 to about 4. He woke up and nursed in there, but fell back to sleep. We thought about waking him up, but he was really asleep. When Carly did wake him up, it was still a long, slow wake up.

Once he was awake he ended up outside with gramma, filling the bird feeders and spreading bird seed, watering the flowers, and then playing in the sand. Eventually he wanted to go inside, and I asked if he was checking on mama. He replied: “What to check on mama?” “Check on mama. See if she’s awake or asleep.” A bit later my mom gave him his backpack. He was very happy about that, in particular liking the flashlight.

He saw a picture of corn and watermelon on one of the books, and wanted to eat them. So he sat in his chair and ate some corn and watermelon. I got a hard-boiled egg and said I’d share it with him, but he ate almost all of it. With the bite remaining I put pepper on it to eat and he spotted that and was curious.  He liked the pepper, and wanted more. He ate the last of the egg.

A bit later, as we dished up for dinner, he kept saying “Want some uncle Paul’s.”  He also kept talking about couscous and mushrooms, although we didn’t have any left; same with the jello and peaches which he has requested a couple the last couple of days.

When he was going to go to sleep, I said good night, then he turned to the door and waved and said “Night night gramma and grampa.” So then I took him up to actually say goodnight. As we left the room he said “And Uncle Paul.” So we said good night upstairs, then went into Paul’s room and he said  “Bye”. He was asleep at 9:45.

New words/phrases: forehead, sushi, sprinkler, pemang, wasabi, flashlight, couscous

 

Watching grampa: 

Park: 





With gramma: 


Backpack: 



Dinner: 

Jumping: 

Sleeping with a blanket: 

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