During the night he was really laughing out loud in his sleep a couple of times. And nursing a lot. I got up at 6 but was really hot and achy. I took some Tylenol and went and lay down in his room. He was up at 7 and I was up at 7:20. I was feeling better as my temperature had dropped, but Carly had already called in for a sick day. We decided she’d at least stay home for the morning so I went to bed again.
He played in the iPad while she did sub plans then they spent most of their time outside. They went for a walk around the block and played at the park on the swings and in the boat area. They came back and hung out outside. They did a lot of imagination playing – including pretending to be a baby.
I got up at 10 and took a shower. Feeling substantially better. When I came out August was upset that they weren’t nursing. Carly got ready to go. August played Metamorphabet, then the letter tracing app. I suggested he try Endless Reader again as he could probably start reading the words now. He replied “I still can’t read the words. I never can read the words.”
Carly left at 10:45. He did some cursive and we added numbers to the cursive app. He then did change to Endless Wordplay and had a lot of fun with that. August would pretend to be the robot “I might be getting a cold.”
I went upstairs to find the Tylenol but couldn’t find the open bottle. August told me I should just open the new bottle then. Back downstairs I asked why he was laughing last night. He said “I was laughing cuz of jokes.” Played more Endless Wordplay and he was trying to start from the opposite end: “I accidentally goed right to left like Hebrew.” After he went to the bathroom he claimed to see a lamed (Hebrew letter) in the black rocks in the floor.
He was eating an apple and calmly said “Oh no. I bited my tongue.” But then he started crying. Upset, he went and opened the kitchen door and went outside. He opened the door back up and threw the rest of the piece of apple across the kitchen. He went and cried at the gate. We went back in the front door together and I held him for a bit, then he said he wanted to go back outside. He went out the kitchen door and closed it, leaving me inside. He hung out outside on his own for a couple minutes before coming back in and ordering me to go out. He threatened to pour out the remaining apple “I’m going to pour these out.” Kept him from doing that, and he ended up eating them later.
We played more Sesame Street games – measured how long the couch was in Zinnie lengths, tried to walk to different places using a certain number of steps. Then he ‘read’ the instructions for the Submarine game “Everyone finds a submarine and breaks it!” We played the real version (I was the commander telling him when to dive and surface).
I cooked some mushrooms to make pizza. As I did he played with an egg carton. He came up behind me and said “This is a man-eating egg carton.” It then had a voice and said “I’m hungry.” before biting my leg. We had mushroom pizza for lunch, then played more banana magic game and watched Peg + Cat.
Started to leave for a walk, but he got sucked to art instead. Still in his red phase, only using a red marker: “That’s a walrus machine that eats other walruses.” Flipped to another page to do math. I started to show him even and odd numbers, but despite his frequent counting by 2s, 10s, and 5s, and working on 3s and 4s he looked at my lists of numbers and was incredulous I wasn’t counting by ones: “That’s not counting by ones…Why weren’t you showing me counting by ones?”
We left for a walk after 3:50. I had grabbed the bag of breadsticks that Carly had left on the counter. August wasn’t too happy with them as they were broken. He hadn’t eaten any pizza for lunch, and I took that with us, but it turns out he doesn’t like the new sauce I got. We just walked up HaHadarim and then over to Vatikim, then turned back down Vatikim and came back to our park. Along the way he got off to pull some weeds.
At our playground he was fascinated by where a hole had been filled in. There had been a random hole, about a foot and a half deep, in the dirt in the grass and now it was filled. He stomped on it and dug in it, getting nice and dirty. A kid came over to play by him and August retreated. He told me “That boy wanted to get dirty but I just wanted to get dirty.” From there we moved to the drinking fountain to wash off his hands, but ended up playing with that. I held the water on, and he watched it form a puddle, then stomped around in it. He only had one shoe on when Carly got there.
We were home by 5:10. They nursed, and Carly asked if I’d taken Tylenol: “Dada opened a new bottle cuz he couldn’t find the open bottle.” We played some Endless Wordplay then they went outside. They were apparently being hot air and cold air and doing a dance, in addition to doing the watering.
They came inside for a bit, then went back out. August came in and asked “Dada! Are you feeling better?” and gave my leg a hug. I assumed that Carly had put him up to it but she swears she knew nothing about it. We played the Cursive tracing app and added more numbers and body parts to the lists of words he can trace. He chose bone marrow and immune system.
He was then negotiating with Carly when to go up to shower. She said he had 6 minutes of playing left. He asked “Count backwards from 60 six times?” But then he wouldn’t practice saying “Okay mama” for when the timer would go off – instead yelling it a couple times, then bonking her with his head “But it was only a little bonk” – so she took him up for his shower right away. He was actually in a good mood, just being punky.
She gave him a shower then I went up and played on bed – she was being a spider and he first tried to stomp on her hand, then did Hilo-style Lazer beams from his hands. He was asleep by 8:30.
Toothpaste:
Hiding the hand with a scraped finger behind his back:
