At one point he got kind of agitated in his sleep and said “Nope”. He was up a little after 6. A lot of nursing and being clingy, so I took a shower and Carly took him outside where he cheered up and they sat at the chairs and played pretend Go. They both won a few times. They came back, and August got to try honey milk and he liked that. I fixed the party toy thing and he was blowing that and we measured it with a tape measure that was out. He wanted to paint, so I got out the watercolors and he just painted by himself for a good amount of time, making shapes and mixing colors. He then wanted the keyboard hooked up to his iPad and played that, then went back and did more painting. He was particularly happy with mixing an orange brown color that he liked. For his second piece I asked what it was and he said “It’s a mouse singing”.
He spent some time looking at the pipes under the sink again, then he helped Carly paint Glecy’s card. He got carried away, and decided to put green paint on his leftover French toast (Carly had made him French toast) and said “I’m painting crazy food”. He painted an ‘R’, then a line from it and said “The R is carrying an L.” And I made some joke and he said “Oh, Dada.” Just as Carly has taught him.
Ate some noodles for lunch, then some banana bread. I was trying to take him out for awhile and finally lured him out with a peach slurpy thing. He often gets one when we shop at Lucky Mart, but then forgets about, so we have a supply of 4 or 5 of them. We left at 1:30 and made our way to the fake waterfall and short stream by Chrysanthemum and Park. He started by playing with some vines and roots sticking from the wall by it, calling it the “Stick game”. He spotted lanterns hanging up on the bridge and pointed and said “Blue and yellow make green.” We took off our shoes and he waded in and walked across the stream then back. And we watched stuff go under the bridge and into the big stream.
It got quite windy, and was blowing things upstream, so we discussed what upstream and downstream meant. Things were also blowing pretty well when he threw them. And of course we ate the peach slurpy thing. He was worried about glass on the ground, which was good as we found a few more pieces. He also spotted all the open shells still in the tree above us that all the seeds her was throwing in the stream came from Dan we discussed those. He also tried. Playing a poop game that I wasn’t finding so amusing, wanting me to step in fake poop: “Take off your shoe and step in the poop.” “Stack poop”.
Finally, he climbed up on the stair-stepped wall a few steps. That was fine, but then he was trying to touch the stack of glass I put up there last time. I wouldn’t let him do that, and he got a little upset and wanted to head home. I asked if I made him sad, and he said “No, Zinnie made Dada sad…Zinnie didn’t let Dada touch the glass.” So we compromised, and I got a piece of glass and we looked at it and discussed why it could cut you and how to hold it safely and I let him hold it a bit.
So this morning when I woke up I had a bit of a cough, but thought it would go away, as it had been doing. I had even told my mom that I was over being sick. But it didn’t go away, and by the time we left my throat was feeling worse. So I decided to stop at Juicy Juice. Called Carly, and she walked towards us and we met halfway and went and got juice and went home, about 4.
They nursed and did some art with markers. He played around with the markers after that, trying to hold them with his “Foot hands”, then making them and the blueberries into a big line. He needed to go to the toilet, and as soon as he got on said “I want to talk about tempos.”
I was feeling worse, so took a nap from 5 to 5:45. I was feeling better, so suggested we go outside for a little while. I hung laundry while Carly did some other stuff to get ready, but August didn’t want to go out and we gave up the idea. Turned out he was quite tired. Carly gave him a bath, and he was asleep by 7.
A couple hours later Carly headed to bed, and I was about to soon after, when I noticed my shoulders were itching. I took off my shirt to find my shoulders all read and covered with bumps, like an allergic reaction. Then my wrists and hands were getting puffy and red and itching. No idea where it came from, but it stopped at that. My elbow had been itchy since the stream, and I remember thinking that I must have been bit by something, so probably a reaction to that. I stayed up reading for awhile to make sure it wasn’t getting worse, then went to sleep.
Photos:
Looking at his painting:
Watching the bike guy and plugging his ears:
Pointing at lanterns:
Evening art with mama:
