He was up just before 7:10. They nursed, then read Bones, Bones, Dinosaur Bones. He was interested in the dinosaurs, so Carly got out the big dinosaur book we have and they looked at that. I came in, and he wanted to make things with his wooden tool box. We turned the toolbox on end and attached things to it, then he wanted to make a family sculpture – we had seen two new ones yesterday, and of course the one in our park, so it was on his mind. We used the nails and screws as people. He put one in and said it was Zinnie. We then read books on my iPad. He started that by asking for “swirl”. Took awhile to figure out what he was talking about – it was the book, Swirl by Swirl. We read that, the Tiny Rabbit book, and the Possum book.
He then made big numbers out of the magnets on the table, and Carly said what they were. When he started making words out of the Hangeul magnets I helped, until I went in to take a shower. When I came out, they were cuddled on the couch in a nest with the stuffed animals. August was pretending to feed her eating ‘stapadoo’, which was “a little spicy”. I had sat on the brown chair, and he came in with some number magnets and climbed up behind me, calling it a number nest. After a couple minutes, he made me get up. I thought he wanted me to play something, but then he went and got a 3 magnet that had slid beneath me. He said “Sorry dada for doing that.” – apologizing for making me get up.
Eventually, we all went to Home Plus. Carly did most of the shopping, while August looked at the spices with letters on them. We helped though, getting soy milk and diapers. On our way home, we ran into Eric, the new college counselor at APIS, by the park. Talked to him for a few minutes, and August was pretty patient. He didn’t want to get out of the stroller, or play with the exercise equipment, so I realized he was tired. We got home and he fell asleep for a good nap, from 12:45 to 2:10. He woke up once to nurse after about 40 minutes.
But after his nap is when things went bad. He threw up…there ended up being 5 of these, so I can’t remember exactly where the first one was. They then skyped with Glecy, but had to pause when his diaper leaked. This turned out to be user error, as Carly hadn’t put the diaper on correctly, so he had also leaked on the bed. I got laundry going, and they went back to skyping with Glecy.
After that, he threw up a second time. Some on the rug this time. He and I then sat on the reading area and read more ipad books, on Reading Rainbow. Read African Animals ABC and were then reading a Twinkle Twinkle Little Star book. Near the end, he suddenly got really sad and went out crying to Carly and nursed. He never told us specifically what in the book made him sad, but it was very much like when the Baa Baa Black Sheep book made him sad.
They started playing with play dough, and made a lovely monster. I just started admiring it when he threw up a third time. I cleaned up the floor and Carly cleaned him and they nursed some more, then read Skippyjon Jones. He then came and read Possum’s Harvest Moon and Tiny Rabbit’s Big Wish. Or most of the latter, as he then threw up on both of us, the reading area, and the rug. Back with Carly, they read Skippyjon Jones again, and then were examining our stuffed animals for ones with beans in them (like the book), and playing with the caterpillar.
I was going to go out for a little walk. Carly wanted to stay home with August, but when he heard I was going to go for a walk he wanted “Mama and Zinnie and Dada go for a walk.” I got him ready, and he started matching the Pororo magnets, like little puzzles. He said his tummy felt fine. When I asked what it feels like when he is going to throw up, he said “itchy”.
We left at 6:20. We walked to the stream, then up along it, across, and back down the other side. August and I played the sad baby game much of the way. He would say “Dada’s turn” when he was done, and I would say “Zinnie’s turn.” He wanted to touch the rope along the path from the stroller. At the beginning, he also wanted to go to a playground, but we said no, since he was sick, and he was okay with that. He also talked about, I think it was the sad baby, making a nest, after he was making shapes with his fingers: “She’s making a triangle nest…heptagon nest.”
Also, he often says things like ““14 makes…?”, meaning what sort of polygon. So we now know the names of most of them through 20, and sometimes he asks for bigger ones, so are learning those. He specifically knows ‘tridecagon’ and ‘hexadecagon’ (13 and 16).
We got home, and he ate some dinner. Carly had made delicious soup today, so I had some of that. I think he ate some, and he also ate some sesame crackers, as he had requested them, and Carly made him rice balls. When we had eaten the crackers, he was making shapes out of them on the table, specifically ‘quadrilaterals’, which is a current favorite word. It had been several hours, and he seemed to be doing well with the food, but just as Carly was taking him in to give him a bath, he threw up in the hallway and on the entrance to the bathroom. It was a big one. I was still cleaning it up when they were done with his bath.
We made the bed and played on it a little. He ate a few crackers, but I wouldn’t let him eat a bunch, and he drank a lot of water. He saw a sticker on the fan, and wanted to put more stickers on it, so we got some polka dot stickers and decorated it. He was then lying on the bed, looking at the shapes of art on the wall “square…rectangle…quadrilateral…no triangles…” and the dream catcher. He was then saying “1 is on and zero is off” – something he has said a couple times the last few days. Finally, I realized it was from the coffee roasting machine in Ttukseom on Monday. There had been one in the coffee shop, and we spent a few minutes looking at all the switches on it before we left. It had the on/off switches with the line and circles on them.
And that realization reminded me that I had figured another one out yesterday. A couple times he has said things like “Dada will hit you” or “Mama will hit you”. Thought he was just being funny, but at the playground he started talking about “Or dada will hit you” when we were going to go down the slides, and it clicked: he was talking about getting hit on the slide – not that he has, but he likes to jump away and stay clear when we come down after him.
Anyway, he went to sleep pretty quickly after that, at 8 or a little past.
Sculpture:
Home Plus:
Nest:
Monster:
Walk:
Brushing my teeth:
