I got up early to head to the DMV to get my ID number. Carly already got one with Ada to purchase the car, but I need one for my license. August was up at 6:40. I left at 7 and they were reading the Magic Treehouse #4 pirate book.
I found the place easily enough. Lost out a little on the ticket lottery as I didn’t realize there was a list of names being made. But not too bad. It opened at 8, then I had maybe a 30 or 40 minute wait. No problems with getting the actual paper I needed. The next step is to get the green form with my photo on it. Carly got hers at a mall SW of home last week. I was north. I realized that I remembered a discussion on Facebook about a place to do it in Netanya. I also remember Jack saying he had gotten his right next to the office. Anyway, long story short, the eye glasses place turned out to be closed and I couldn’t figure out when, or if, it would open.
I headed home, and got here at 9:50. While I had been gone they had nursed, read Sneetches, did laundry and organized winter clothes, cleaned, and played some GarageBand. When I came in he ‘hid’ from me. He was then being cuddly, and was a baby slug, crawling on me: “slime, slime, slime”. He then watched Sarah and Duck with headphones while Carly vacuumed. Carly made popcorn and they ate that. I went out and put the pump and water bottle accessories on my bike and put air in the tire of the trailer. And I moved the bookcase to its spot by the gate.
Back inside Carly got ready and headed to the store. August and I played with Solar Walk and Toca Plants. We then headed out on a Zinnie walk. We ended up walking all the way north, past the library and around a block north of there. He didn’t want to stop at any of the parks we came across. We sang a lot of songs though: We all sing with the same voice, What’s the name of that song?, When Johnny Comes Marching Home, Ants Go Marching, Yankee Doodle, and This is the Song that Never Ends. When we sang Ants Go Marching and got up to 11 he asked “Does it keep going?” He had kind of forgotten our version of the song that goes up to 20. He kept giggling and laughing through the rest of the song. He then wanted songs that kept going and going.
We got to our park and checked our steps: 9,970. So we jogged around the circle and got to 10,000. He then needed the bathroom so we headed home at 1:30 and found Carly was home. When he saw the bookcase had shelves in it and doors on it he said “What? I can’t stand in it anymore.” He liked standing in it, although I never managed to get a photo of that.
Carly started making pickles, then I got ready to head to the mall for my green form. August was introducing her to Lightbot Jr. as I left at 2. This trip was even smoother. Right in and got my photo taken. I looked at a couple of other stores and sent a lot of messages back and forth with August. I was back before 4.
He was playing Toca Blocks and Carly was making pickles and spaghetti. He and I sent messages back and forth and he was reading them. A lot of practice sounding out words. I had him tickle hug and kiss mama, which he would go do after reading the sentence. He was then speaking in millipede language. Earlier he had been speaking dung beetle language.
Carly finished the spaghetti and we ate outside. She then headed upstairs to work and August and I read James and the Giant Peach. We then did Hebrew in the translator and on his cards. We then put together the Hebrew alphabet on the fridge. He wanted to take blurry photos so we did that on the couch and did “underground photos” of him under the pillows. We had heard a Skype call from Cherie, so eventually went quietly upstairs and he burst into the office and said “Hi Oma! Hi Opa!” He stayed with Carly and skyped while I went down and did dishes.
Carly went to take a shower and we read on the bed: a Biscuit book, the Amelia Bedelia library book (he really laughed at the police officer saying she was in trouble, and had me re-read that page several times), and a bunch of the Winnie-the-Pooh poems. He kept wanting more poems, and not a story. Eventually he did decide to read “Tigger Gets Unbounced” but we didn’t get far before he was ready for sleep. He was asleep just after 8. Think he said he’d dream about pirates.
Measuring me against the stick:
With his pillow:
