Monday: Olympic Park

August woke up about 8:15, missing mama. He stood at the front door for several minutes, hand on the handle, trying to go out to find her. Eventually, he calmed down and cuddled next to me on the little step, hugging Marshy.

 

He then saw the iPad before I had changed him, and he wanted to play Endless Reader. So he played that while I changed him – on his stomach, as that is how he had to be to play it.

 

We’ve been listening to Bob Dylan for the last couple days, and August notices the harmonica when he starts playing. Today, he was also pointing and saying “Bob Dylan”.

 

And I weighed him this morning. 24.9 pounds. Didn’t check his height.

 

We left about 10. Subway rides were a bit rough today, as August now wants to always sit down to look out the window. In fact, he says “Oma out the window” now, remembering when he sat next to Oma on the subway and looked out the window. And if he doesn’t get to sit, he gets upset. Today he got upset as we got to Yongmasan. So we got off and waited for the next train to Gunja. The transfer went better, and he got to sit for the train out to Olympic Park. Oh, and a little girl (at her mom’s behest) gave August a box of Pepero sticks on the first train.

 

At Olympic Park, we entered through the south entrance. Took our time walking (August was down) up the main walk, sweeping leaves as we went. Then walked over to the rose garden and admired that (and swept and threw rocks into the bushes), then found a spot nearby where we ate lunch, then played around, sweeping and writing letters, and did some yoga on a picnic platform. He was getting forceful with his directions to me to sweep, grabbing me by the finger and pulling me around near the exercise equipment to sweep: “dada sweep over here.”

 

We walked north, past the other flower garden, finding some sculptures we had missed on previous visits. Changed his diaper, then walked around until he fell asleep.

 

It was a short nap, 1:44 to 2:20. The coffee place I’d planned on going to didn’t work as the free tables were right by the door and had a speaker right overhead. So I went to the place on top of the Baekje Museum. Ended up sitting in a swanky (for us) Italian place where I paid $6.50 for a small cappuccino. Oddly, the side salad, which was pretty impressive, was only $5. August’s nap was short, and when he woke up he had fun eating the tomato from my salad, using my fork for much of it.

 

From there we went to the west playground and played there the rest of our time. It had the least shaky shaky bridge ever, but it was a nice wooden structure. August did several circles on top of it while I stood in one place. We went down one slide together, but his favorite thing was the steep stairs – he figured out how to slide down them on his bottom. He also rode on a big Jeep shaky toy with another girl.

 

I changed him at the park information center, then we headed home. The trip home started out a little rough. We entered the last car of the train and there weren’t any seats available. August instantly threw a fit, and ended up lying on the floor and pointing at the seats. I quickly picked him up, but both a woman and man jumped up. The woman instantly started telling me to sit down and wasn’t happy when I refused (giving a screaming toddler exactly what he wants the second he throws a fit doesn’t seem like a good idea). The man whipped out hard candy and started shoving it in August’s face. I refused that, then the man went around to my other side and was then touching August on the shoulder and head. Mind you, this all happened in less than a minute.

 

I got off at the next stop and we waited for the next train. August calmed down, but was hyper on the platform, rolling and crawling around on the floor. We got back on the next train and things went much smoother; he got a seat for that train (one more stop) and the next (3 stops), then did okay in the backpack for the longer ride up line 7 to home.

 

In the evening we did some good block playing – Carly made a really big tower and August knocked it down – he ate dinner of funny green soup, took a bath, and fell asleep about 8:30.

 

One thing I noticed today is that August is starting to lose his baby words: he has started to say horse, rabbit, flower, and garbage can instead of his baby words (neigh, sniffing noise, another sniffing noise, and hak-umm can).

 

New words/phrases: oatmeal, Bob Dylan, bus, flower, horse, persimmon, bicycle, tower, rabbit




Olympic Park, pre-nap. Rose garden: 

Lunch time: 





Sculpture: 


Just a really cool sculpture: 

After his nap: 





Headed home: 

Home: 

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