He was kicking me in his sleep during the night – like lifting up his legs and bringing him down. The second time, as I woke up flailing and talking, I took my pillow and blanket and went and slept on the lower bed.
Then in the morning he kept sleeping and sleeping. Tried waking him at 7:20, but no luck. I let him sleep until 8. We got going quickly. Looking at the drops in the sink he sort of sang/chanted about rain: “Every drop was falling down…getting bigger until gravity pulls them down and they turn to rain…”
On the walk to school we hit the broken sidewalk by where they’re building a new school and stopped abruptly. They’re almost done with the building, but haven’t fixed the sidewalk. I mentioned that we haven’t seen anyone working there in a few days, either. August speculated in song/chant:
“Maybe they died
Maybe they got hypothermia
Maybe they got poisoned by Mercury”
There were other lines as well. We got to school a little before 9. Anna was back, and they were glazing their latest mugs. I stayed and helped him glaze. He made his a combination of purple and pink, with some orange around the handle. I left him at 9:20 when they were starting morning meeting. I had to hand him over to her as she was sitting in the circle, and I heard a little cry as I left, but I stood outside the door and he was quiet right away.
He was being loud when I picked him up. Marion was back. August and I had brought banana carrot bread in the morning, and Marion took the last couple of pieces. We went and played on the playground. He asked what ‘fair’ meant and we discussed it, and he said “Okay, let’s act out not fair.” We were talking about going to the United States (I was putting the flight info into Kayak) and I mentioned we’d be in Chelan in a couple weeks from today. I then mentioned how we were leaving on Monday, but would get to Seattle on Monday as well, just a few hours later. He said “Huh? But it’s an overnight flight.” So then I was explaining time zones to him. He was sitting on the spinny thing and had a wonderful thinking face on as he tried to understand it. Got a photo of that. I told him not to worry, as it was confusing to adults as well.
He wanted my attention at one point and said “Dada…Ryan, Mr. Ryan.” We saw Alex the fix-it man, so I know who he is now. We had a snack, and he said everyone liked the banana bread. He said it was yummier than the Logan bread. He said it was the last class with Ms. Leron today, and there was no puppet. Another special they aren’t having next week.
He then found a pink sweater on the bench, and really, really liked it. He wrapped it around himself and tied it around his neck. He kept playing with it, and was upset when I said we couldn’t keep it. A kindergarten class came and it included Ben, Bar’s brother. Ben called him cute, and another boy liked August’s moon shirt.
We went to the library, and August spotted Carly, returning books. Talked to her for a minute. We went in and read some of Magic Treehouse #19. He wanted to act out the saving the tiger prat (they release it from a trap on its leg) so we did that several times. He called Liz and Amanda Anna and Marion, and they started calling him funny names as well.
A little before 3 we walked out to the car and got our swim stuff. On the way we saw Holly’s daughter, Hanna. He called her Ms. Stacy. I think he recognized her, but didn’t know who she was.
We headed to the pool and changed and got in. He told me when it was time to take his floaties off. And he told me “I’m the sneakiest boy in the multiverse.” We got out just before 4 and changed and met Carly.
We drove to Ilana and Howard’s house for the going-away party for Holly. When we set down our fruit he excitedly held up cherries to show everyone. He then got right down to the food. Got him a plate and he started eating. He and I worked our way down the table, especially trying all the sweet things, of which there were several: “Can I you get me something that looks sweet and looks yummy?” When he was done he went and played with the sticks and rocks and stuff. He had some sort of hollow-ish stick or seed pod thing and was hitting it on the ground: “I managed to break it.”
We left at 5:20. We took took Naomi, a spanish teacher, to the train station. When he saw her in the car he asked “Why are you in here?” But then he was happy she got to ride with us. August had an itchy spot on his left arm – he said it was from the stick thing. Later I would remember those seed pod things we broke open last summer/fall and how they were sort of like fiberglass inside. I had itch cream with us.
Dropped her off and were home about 5:40. Carly and I joked about which of us was the nice one and he said “You’re both nice.” He played outside, making a soil concoction for the plants (he calls it a “combo”). Inside with me we managed to untie one of the big balloons, which was almost flat. we blew it up and let it go several times. He then had a cardboard tube and was working to stand it up (“stabilize”) it on the cutting board. We shared some water drink, then he was being one of Carly’s students. He told her “Joanie and Franka aren’t listening!”
I took him up for a bath. He had just gone to the bathroom, but he wanted to try again. He said “There’s some more pee my kidneys pushed in there.” He’s been using ‘compared to’, as in “well compared to the multiverse…” He wanted to practice talking about sharing blocks. For some reason the imaginary blocks ended up getting stuck to something with “unruinable super glue and suction cups and tape.”
Downstairs we played the saving the tiger game, many times. We finished Magic Treehouse#19. Carly showed us a gift from a student. It was from Egypt and was a picture on papyrus. He said he was hungry, but wasn’t really. He refused our options. Had some water, then took his Cheerios upstairs and had some.
We all took our time on the bed. As I left them at 9:10 I heard him ask her “Can I tell you a preschool story?” After awhile Carly asked me to switch. I went up and Puff the Magic Dragon and Animal Life. He rolled over right at 10 and fell asleep.