Thursday: last day in Chelan

He was awake around 8, but Carly didn’t coax him upstairs until close to 9, and even then it was with considerable reluctance. Eventually he warmed up, and they played outside while I did some work. I was then outside with him, and he sort of did some weeding with my dad in the flower bed in the deck. Although that mainly meant my dad weeding, and August throwing the weeds around. He was then playing with the spray bottle and spraying both gramma and grampa when he wasn’t drinking from it. Inside, we did flopping, first on the green chair, but then on the bears: both the big one (Chester), and the little one (Teddy). He and I then ended up in the kitchen, me supporting him as he stood on the counter, and we smelled all of the spices in the cupboard. A couple times. He was very interested in their names and describing their smells: something he applied colors to, saying that one smelled purple and green, another green and white, etc.

Around 12:30 we got in the Jag and drove into town. Too hot to drive. We went to BC Macdonald’s and had ice cream. A very impressive selection of flavors, with a lot of berry ones. Carly of course got bubble gum, and that was also August’s favorite, which meant there was more huckleberry cheesecake for me. Although he also liked my dad’s bright red boysenberry ice cream. We ate a little in the shop, and talked to the owner a bit, then went behind the building to the park and sat on the grass. There, we were doing the “Jack was jumping, jumping…turn around and sit back down” song, but we couldn’t remember the beginning. August was having fun though and kept requesting it, making the ‘more’ sign.

My mom went to get the mail and walk home; the rest of us drove. We went downstairs and he wanted to read Skippyjohn Jones and then fell asleep, from 1:50 to about 3:15. Carly and I (mainly Carly) had been doing a lot of cleaning and packing. After he was up, he was hanging out in the bathroom as Carly cleaned, and he was looking at himself in the mirror and performing for himself. He was then upstairs playing with my mom and the rocks: “Ooh, oh, ooh. I like this one. Stripes in there. Orange in there.” He was then throwing around Celeste’s little pillow, mainly backwards over his head.

About 5:30, he and grampa headed outside and planted a little Japanese maple together, between the log and the street. That was very cool to see. August helped with the digging and planting and watering, then got up on top of the big log and was playing there: doing a “Doo da doo da doo” dance, looking for walnut shells from the squirrels (he called the broken pieces “Semi-walnut”, as they were part of a shell, like a ‘semicircle’ is part of a circle), and spinning the ornament thing.

At 6 we all walked up to Quick Wok for dinner. The first time any of us had been there. August once again was an adventurous eater, and liked the noodles. He loved the baby corn, and after eating all of our baby corn, he moved on to Carly’s tofu, my water chestnuts, and our mushrooms. My mom had gotten a spicier dish, and he did his thing again where he would eat a spicy bite, react to it and request water, and then eat another bite. Got it on film this time. Then, he grabbed Carly’s fork and just started stabbing pieces of tofu and eating it, as if he’d spent a bunch of time with a fork. But to now he hasn’t expressed much interest in using a fork or feeding himself with one.

We came home, first walking to the end of Robinson in search of a noisy wind ornament my parents had heard. We didn’t find it, but we got a good look at the river. We then sat outside and were entertained by August, who was first doing a silly walk in circles around the deck and patio, and then running. Carly gave him a bath, then he came out for one last “Night, night” with gramma and grampa. He had seen Celeste as well, so he and Carly waved off in the yard in the direction she had gone and said “Night, night”. She then took him down and he was asleep about 10:15.

New words/phrases: bubblegum, huckleberry, Skippyjohn Jones

Throwing weeds: 




Ice cream. Signing ‘more’ for Jack is Jumping: 

Back home: 


Planting a tree: 



Quick Wok for dinner: 




Entertaining at home: 



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