When I woke up around 7, I heard August clearly say in his sleep “Talking bout zookeepers”. He woke up around 8:25 and Carly dragged him upstairs at 8:45 after a lot of nursing. I made him toast, and he hung out with gramma and grampa, looking out the window for birds and Celeste again. When he saw Cherie walking up the stairs a bit later with a bag with writing on it, he said “It’s cursive!” We all sat outside on the deck and August was playing with water. There was bird poop on the deck, and Cherie couldn’t scrape it off, so August had the idea of spraying it with water and making it messy so she could clean it. He then wanted to go in and get the iPad. I saw him and Carly heading downstairs and I told her it was actually upstairs. She told him, but he didn’t believe her and kept going down – probably because that is where it was last time. My mom made some French toast, and he sat in the high chair and ate it. I put some syrup on his plate – his first time having syrup, as he had rejected it before – and he dipped both the toast and pickle in it and ate them. Carly ate a sandwich, and he called it that – he hasn’t used ‘sandoo’ in a few days. A bit later, I gave him his vitamins, and he came up with this fun bit of nonsense: “Want vitamins where Celeste poops!” Where does she poop? “In the wading pool!”
At noon, all of us except my mom and Paul went for a walk downtown. Along the way he would notice that the two of them were missing and ask about them. We got to Riverwalk Park and he saw the benches and said “Want to jump on those benches.” So we stopped and got him out. He was jumping on them, mainly with Carly. Then he saw a boat pulling away from the shore and said “Go in the boat!” He then got sad and upset when he couldn’t, despite having never been in a boat himself. Tried putting him in the backpack and he was not happy about that. Carly couldn’t handle it, and gave in, so we got him back out and she sat on the grass and nursed him. The rest of us all wandered around. We went and checked out the flavors at the ice cream place – lots of good flavors, but they indeed have gone back to not allowing free samples – then I went and checked out Riverwalk Books. Kind of forgotten how nice small book stores are – and how expensive the books. While I was gone, after he had nursed, he had seen another boat and said “There’s another one!”
Everyone came back – my dad with cherries from the farmer’s market – and we walked on to Don Morse Park. Along the way August got really interested in all the flowers, and Cherie was doing her best to name them all. Chuck and Cherie then turned back to get something to eat, and the rest of us continued on to the playground. I took the pits out of cherries and August ate them – another first food for him. He went on the swings, then Carly went and read and he and I played on the playground. He was very interested in a dad who was teaching his son how to use the monkeybar thing. My dad left a bit later, and we stayed awhile longer. Finally, we headed out – for lunch and to get home for a nap for him. We planned to stop at the drive-in for garden burgers, but there was a long line. We continued on, and for several minutes August sang loudly in the backpack. We took a look in the new sub shop, but didn’t get anything, and August got upset because he was hungry. We gave him the option of stopping to get popcorn across the street or going straight to gramma and grampa’s, and he chose the latter.
We got home, and he took a nap from about 2:30 to 4 again. After that, me and my mom went to Safeway to get a few more things for dinner and other groceries. While we were gone, Carly cut up all the veggies and prepared the salad. We had to also go to Red Apple to get ginger. We came back and Carly did the marinade, then my dad and I started up the grill and grilled the veggies, then the veggie burgers and steaks. August went with gramma to do the bird feed again, and when he poured some on his foot, she said “They’re going to eat off your foot.” He found that very funny. We ended up with a ton of food. August, it turns out, really liked the steak (dipped in ketchup). He also ate some asparagus.
After dinner, he wanted to see the Oregon grapes again, so I was holding him and we were looking at that. He tried one, but didn’t like it, then fed them to me. I then started spitting them out and doing “Patooie!” He really liked that, but then got upset when I wanted to stop. He then was kind of just walking around and being screechy, saying “Nurse, nurse, nurse…” They went down and nursed for awhile, then he was playing with gramma and Cherie by the motor home. I went out and saw the entire motor home for the first time. He needed to be changed, so he headed in with me, and we stopped to say hi to the gnomes.
I went to change him, and he heard Paul listening to something. I took him in and he saw Paul, then he started to hide from him. I took him back out, and he continued to hide from Paul on the changing pad. Paul came by a couple times, but didn’t really do anything, but August kept hiding from Paul, and sort of freaked himself out, and started repeating “Don’t like uncle Paul, don’t like uncle Paul, don’t like uncle Paul…” Which really means ‘don’t like what he’s doing’, but he wasn’t doing anything, so it was kind of odd. Also, he was still sort of laughing, while also sounding very stressed out.
We were outside again, and said “Want Oma find more pokey ones” in the grass – apparently sticks and something they had done earlier. Cherie came back with chocolates, and I shared mine with August. He was pretty obsessed with it. A little later we had actual dessert – the chocolate pie we had gotten at Safeway. As we got it out, August actually opened the garbage and was checking the wrapper from my earlier chocolate to see if there was any more. I shared my pie with him. I said we would go out to the dessert place, and he said “by the gnome”. He knows his routines. We shared the pie, but he was only really interested in the chocolate flakes on top.
Carly gave him a bath, then I took him out on the porch to sadly good night to all four grandparents. Should have had Carly film that one, as it is the last night all 4 are together, and it was pretty adorable. He kept waving and saying “night, night” and had to go to each of them individually, and back to my mom for a second kiss. He then said “Night, night honey bun” to Paul after I told him to say it. This was just after 9. We went down and he and I read some more Garfield, then Carly nursed him and he was asleep at 10 again.
Repeat of last night:
Walk into town:
Dessert spot by the gnome:
Sleeping under the bed:
