He slept all the way until around a quarter to 8. He stayed with me for a few minute while Carly got ready. They went downstairs and I was slower – I had the worst night of sleep I’ve had since before the trip as I was bothered by mosquitoes much of the night. When I came down he was eating oatmeal and mango and proceeded to eat the whole bowl.
Went outside with Carly, then he ate egg and potatoes that Chuck had made. He and Carly were making the Maze of Doom out of Duplos. I took a shower, then gave him a bath and washed his hair. He was actually sitting down in the bath and playing today. He let me wash his hair that way for awhile, but then he was done. He is mainly upset about it being wet, and he liked the idea of a hair dryer. So Carly got the hair dryer and used it on him and he liked that. For his clothes we put on the green camel shirt that Cherie got him at Petra.
Back downstairs we started playing with Duplos. He said “Speaking of mama, let’s go find mama.” When I said something about not bothering her he said “But Mama’s very important.” We built more Maze of Doom. Thawed frozen mango for him. He ate a bowl, then had seconds. Someone said “You really love that mango.” He responded “What about other things I like? Like treats and pink?”
Cherie and Chuck and August and I went for a walk and Carly stayed home to work. We went up to the Snakes and Ladders playground. He and I went on the spinning thing, then he wanted to do some Drops in Hebrew. He then went and tickled Cherie and wanted to play store with her. First it was an ice cream store, then a burger store. He then had a crazy everything store. He sold her one of everything and had a million arms to deliver it to me.
They ended up in the jeep thing – the one he and I use to drive around the world. For them it somehow turned into a fighter plane and they were fighting bad people: “south America” “There’s a lot of bad people in Iceland”. Finally, he insisted I take him through one round of Snakes and Ladders before we leave.
Did that, then walked up to the grocery store. That went fine except he was upset about not getting to put the wine in the bags. He was then grumpy about the post office, complaining there is nothing fun to do there. He was surprised though when I just took a few seconds.
We walked the back roads home, getting here at 2:20. He saw Carly and joked “There’s another person in our house.” I came down from upstairs and was sitting at the table. August was watching Cherie cut vegetables and said “Dada! Dada!” When I asked what he wanted he said “Nothing”. Then “I wanted to confuse you.” He and Cherie did the pretend bath thing: “Let’s practice sitting down in a bath tub…for pretend with water in it.”
I went upstairs to rest for a bit, then I came down and Carly, August, and I went to do recycling. Took some convincing. He only wanted to do the glass, and at first suggested that I should go up and do everything else on my own, then come back and take him to do the glass. Eventually we all went at the same time and he helped with the cardboard and plastic as well.
He and I then read some more of The 52-Story Treehouse. He was then pretending to take a bubble bath: “The cosmos is full of bubbles!” He destroyed the Duplo maze, chanting “Destroy the Maze of Doom! Destroy the Maze of Doom!” He and I then read to chapter 11 of The 52-Story Treehouse. We were being silly and ignoring Carly, joking that “She’s still at recycling.” Cherie had made stir fry and we all ate outside, then Cherie had gone upstairs. August wanted to wake her up, so he started knocking on the chalkboard and chairs. He got two knocks with a Duplo on the floor. A few seconds later I got a complaint from the neighbor. Seriously less than 8 knocks total, and only 2 on the ground. Sigh.
Anyway, Cherie came down and August did a pretend bath and he had polka dot pink goggles. They went upstairs for awhile, then they came back down and Carly made a bunch of popcorn and he ate popcorn with Chuck and Cherie. He had a lot of fun wrestling with Chuck over the popcorn. Until August got rather violent: “I’ll take away your heart!”
He and I finished reading The 52-Story Treehouse, then I took him upstairs. He saw Carly with wet hair from her shower and he told her “You should try a hairdryer sometime.” We got him ready and I left them after 8:20. He wasn’t going to sleep, and we switched at 9. I just lay next to him and sang a few songs. He kept kicking his foot against the bed but didn’t say a word. He went from still kicking the bed one second to snoring the next at 9:15.