Monday: Riverside Park, Burgerville, and a walk to find blackberries

Up at 8. He was thrilled to see Oma, and wondered where Opa was. He and Oma were looking at a spiral potholder, which led to looking at the rocks and then then spiral shells. Carly took a shower, then skyped with Vivian and Cassie. I took a shower, and when I came out they were playing in the sink in the hallway bathroom, playing with the foamy soap. A couple of workers came to change the locks on the house and do some other work. August was very interested in them and wanted to know their names. Eventually, we watched them out an open window, and then asked their names. One was Kaitlyn. She asked his name, and he was shy. I said “Is your name August?” And he said “No…goo-uh-goo. Becoming goo-uh-goo.”

We went to Wal-mart to get contacts for Carly, and August had fun trying on the sunglasses. We then went and dropped our car off for an oil change, etc. We went over and played at Riverside Park. First in the little kids swing, where he could drag his toes in the gravel, then on the spinning thing I have to hold him up for, then on the red turning thing. Oh, and after we got out of the swing, he had sat on my lap for several minutes in the gravel and we had played with the swing, pretending it was attacking us, and hitting it away.

We then walked to Burgerville. Along the way we saw blackberry bushes. August wanted to eat one and I started to warn him it might be tart, but he ate it and really liked it. We had a turkey and a bean burger, fries, and shared a raspberry milkshake at Burgerville, then picked up the car.

We came home and he napped from 1:40 to around 3. He was rather demanding today, especially in the afternoon/evening. He watched Mary Poppins and other videos with Oma, then was smelling soaps with me (the beginning of the demanding). We went outside and he saw Opa pulling weeds and wanted to go over there. Along the way, we found little shiny beetles on the ground. I said something about getting one on a stick, and August wanted to do that, but was poking the beetles with it and didn’t like e stopping him. So I took him in and he nursed with Carly. We had curry and rice for dinner, then went out on the porch, where he played peekaboo with Cherie through the screen door.

After dinner, we all went for a walk. I gave August a choice, and he chose the backpack. He was very focused on finding more blackberries. We found them near the start of the trail area. He got down and was picking them. He preferred the crunch red ones, as opposed to the dark, ripe blackberries. We did that for several minutes, then changed his diaper on the path, then got him back in the backpack. He went along with it, but wasn’t too happy about stopping. I, however, was getting attacked by mosquitoes. August was excited to actually see mosquitoes though and enjoyed waving his arms at them. As we walked he kept requesting more berries, wanting “red and green…purple and blue…blue and red…blackberries”. He got Smokey out and played with him a bit as we walked, showing him the trees. He also imitated my Smokey voice and said something like “These are nice trees.”

Back at the house we played with the soccer ball outside. He was actually setting it down and then kicking it, or just rolling it with two hands, and squealing when the ball came close to him. Inside, we got out the Peppa Pig workbooks and were tracing in those. He pointed to one picture and said “Peppa Pig is dressed up for winter.” He and Carly had also had nice art time today, filling up more of the paper, and sand time, making a big castle.

Carly gave him a bath, then took him straight to the bedroom around 9 because it looked like he might go to sleep. But they ended up doing a lot of reading and he fell asleep by 9:30.

Also, at some point today he wanted to touch my teeth, then told me they were yellow: “What is the yellow?” Thanks, son.

New words/phrases: amber, spiral, contacts, peekaboo, next time,

A fountain his size:

Playground: 





Burgerville: 

Sandcastle with mama: 

Evening walk: 



Back home: 

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