He got up at 7:20. I slept a bit longer, and he and Carly called Cherie, who was on the phone, in Centralia. After I got up, August wanted to watch Puffin Rock. I gave him his iPad and he went in on the reading area and said he was going to watch there. He said “It’s very soft and cozy.” I heated him some banana bread for breakfast. They nursed, and read Animal Tales. At some point he wanted me to leave, and said “Get out.” I told him to say it politely. He said “I want some alone time…I’m a fox.” I peeked back in to take a photo and he said “I told you to stay out.” He really is becoming a fox, as I’m pretty sure that is a Flynn line.
Just a little later he came out and came out and we read Creepy Carrots a couple times. He got up and was playing with the Pooh pillow, then wanted to write ‘Pooh’ on paper. So we went to the markers and paper and did some writing. We then did a little painting, in brown, before Carly got ready to go and took him shopping at Home Plus.
He was in the stroller and kind of zoned out for much of the shopping, but then wanted out at the end. They got back at 11:30. They had gotten freeze-dried strawberries and August wanted them. Sadly, they had disappeared at some point. They nursed and I took a shower, then August and I played with play dough while Carly made the veggie pancakes.
He then moved to the iPad and did art in Sketches. After awhile he started walking around and talking/reciting lines about Bernie in Puffin Rock: “Bernie is a hermit crab…” That went on for awhile. He needed to go to the bathroom and found that he could get on the toilet on his own with the stool. He went and got Carly so he could show her. While washing his hands, he heard Carly start the blender. He called “Stop!” Then took his stool out to help. He wanted a dry paper towel to wipe cinnamon she had dropped on the counter. He looked at what he had wiped and said “It’s a texture!” He then stood on the stool and helped with the dry ingredients.
When he’s been on the toilet he’s started to unravel the toilet paper. Carly solved this by putting the toilet paper up on the shelf. This time, he was knocking the garbage can over. I moved it across the bathroom. When he got off, he picked up the garbage can and took it to the parlor. He said “Why’d you move it in the parlor? Because you’re silly!”
He spent a lot of time doing art in Sketches on my iPad. Worked with some new fills and textures.
He ate some pancake before we went on a walk, and had chocolate on his face, which Carly pointed out. I joked about licking it off his face, and said that Carly could have some. She said “I don’t want your chocolate.” To which he replied “Why not?”
We headed out on a walk with him on the bike, leaving Carly at home. As I pushed him, he said “Hey dada! Tell a Flynn story!” So I told a story about Flynn getting trapped on cliff and the other animals saved her. We finished the story as we got to the park. He sat on his bike in contemplation for a minute. I asked what he thought. He thought some more and said “That’s not how it goes!” I asked how so and he replied “The Flynn part.” Tough audience.
He had seen some bigger kids hanging by their hands from the rope ladder, and wanted to do that. So he went over and found that he could hold himself up off the ground. That was fun. From there he went over to the sand area. He found a feather and played with that, hiding it in the sand for me to find and sticking it and sticks in the sand. He was making little sand castles when I started eating a Larabar. He wanted some but said “I want dada to give you a piece cuz my hands are all sandy.”
He wanted inside the hexagonal place to play. Played in there for awhile, and he climbed over the edge – the first time he could climb back and forth from one side to the other. He wanted to build sand castles, but all we had were a couple sticks, so we built some small ones and did some writing. He said he wanted us to build a big sand castle. I said it was too cold, and he responded “Well we can try.” Hard to argue that one, so I used my foot and we made a big round castle. He started decorating it with all sorts of branches and leaves and grasses. He observed “I’m doing lots of decorations.” He wanted me to make the moat bigger, so I did, and he said “Thanks for not crushing my decorations.” Finally, after 10 or 15 minutes I was ready to go and asking if it was done. He seemed to suggest that the moat should have water in it, but of course the faucet was off. He then spit in it a few times, and seemed to think that was good enough.
As we got ready to leave, he climbed out and then slid down face first. Kind of an awkward landing, and he announced “I’m okay!” On the way back I suggested Mama Juice, and he said he didn’t want any. I listed the three juice places though and he wanted to try King Kong Juice. Looking at the menu, he first wanted tomato, but without thinking I suggested he wouldn’t like it (sounds disgusting to me). He settled on mango banana. I was then trying to convince him he should try tomato next tome.
We came home and they nursed, then he was acting crazy. He watched some Puffin Rock and we had nachos for dinner. He just wanted the chips though, so Carly made him pancakes for dinner. The two of them then did play dough. I gave him a bath, which went fine until it was time to wash his hair. He insisted that mama come do that, so we switched and she finished up.
They nursed, then Carly got him some strawberries, and he wanted them warm. He convinced us to put them in the microwave, but then quickly said “Stop!…I don’t want it hot!” We realized he didn’t want them to get too hot, which often happens when Carly is heating food for him.
Carly started cleaning, and he helped. He wiped and wiped and wiped all over the place. He spotted a squished ginkgo berry on a wheel of the bike and said “What the ginkgo berry gross about? What the ginkgo berry smell like poop about?” A bit later Carly asked “Are you sleepy?” He gave a funny look and said “Not really.”
In the bedroom, we had the humidifier on, and he was letting it go in his mouth. He asked “What it go in your mouth about?” I asked “What does it taste like?” “Carrots, I think.” He fell asleep right away at 7:30.
Home:
Saturday’s photos. See Saturday’s post for Sunday’s photos.
Art museum:
Back home:
Some art:
Trying out the ergo:
Coloring book:
