They slept and slept. I listened to more of The Yiddish Policeman’s Union, did some typing and got some other stuff done, ate breakfast, and started listening to The Element by Ken Robinson. August didn’t wake up until almost 9:50. It was a lovely morning for me, but we’ll need to adjust the sleep schedule over the next week and a half to get ready for school. I took a shower, and Carly made him a piece of French toast. He was grumpy that we wouldn’t go upstairs and get his water for him, but he cheered up when food was ready. They talked about their plans, to go to Carly’s classroom and then to the plant store. In discussing the plant store he said, “Here’s what we’ll do: You’ll give me a collection, and I’ll choose within that collection.”
He and I finished reading Captain Underpants #3, then started #4. He finished the french toast, then Carly made him an egg and cheese, which he also ate. I stopped to make coffee, and he was saying the poop words. Carly and I decided to steer away from the Captain Underpants books. He and I looked at some paper chapter books we’ve thought about reading, but then he had the idea of watching Curious George. He watched a few minutes while Carly got ready to go, then they got going to school at 11:50.
I ate lunch, then got to work.
Air conditioning wasn’t on at school, so they didn’t stay there long. They then went to the plant store by Even Yehuda and came back with a box full of plants. August did a great job, helping to pick out plants.
When he got home he ran up to me in the office, excited to see me. He wanted to type on my iPad, so ended up using the predictive typing. He was reading a lot of words. He also wanted to choose the emojis, so I would type words so that the emojis would appear. He read a lot of those words too. Downstairs, Carly did more of that with him, then he and I did a lot of music on the iPad, using a new synth app. When listening to Chemical brothers on the HomePod he was dancing on the couch, then used Siri to stop the music.
Carly had been gardening outside and the yard is looking very nice. She still needed a few more plants, so we all got in the car and went to the big nursery to the east. August wasn’t too enthused about the trip. He said it was too hot. He did okay inside the nursery building. We went and saw the fish and he had fun with the wind chimes. He found gnomes, which reminds him of Gramma and Grampa’s house, and we let him pick one out. He picked out a couple of plants, including a pink cactus. He was grumpy about going outside though.
On our way back we stopped at the Arab restaurant (Younes) and I ran in and got baba gahnoush, hummus, tahini, carrots, cabbage, falafel, the roots thing, and a lafa then headed home.
At home he barely touched his food at all. He wanted to play the pirate game where I had things, but Carly was getting ready to take him to the beach (with the beach toys this time), a little before 6. But then, stepping up on the curb by the car, he really fell. Ended up with scrapes on both legs, his arm, and a bruise on his forehead.
After he calmed down, Carly was trying to make him a lassi, but he was having problems leaving her alone. We read The Sneetches, etc. then had lassi. He asked “How do you make a tomato snowman?” No idea why he asked about that. We moved outside and they were going to plant his seeds and then we were going to do more reading outside. I remembered tomorrow was a garbage day so I went to do the garbage. While I was gone he melted down and couldn’t stop saying “poop”. When Carly took him upstairs he was yelling things like “I’m doomed!… I’m really sorry!”
She made him do some independent time in the bedroom, playing with Duplos, while she sat outside the door. They came down at 8. At some point during the evening I was trying to ask him about his tooth. He said yes, it was hurting. Then revised it to itchy. We are going to contact the dentist tomorrow. He had some Cheerios and milk, then we decided on the words of the day: unsnarl (from the dictionary app, and apt, given his hair) and two-ply (which he learned in discussing toilet paper, and keeps asking about).
He sat on the couch and was quiet. I said it had been a hard day, and I asked him what had been the hardest part. He replied, “Has it been two weeks yet?” I asked if he was feeling stress about school. He pressed his eyes shut and wouldn’t answer. I asked him to use his thumb up/down and he gave me a clear thumb up. I tried to ask him more about it, but he wouldn’t answer. After a couple minutes I realized he was asleep on the couch. It was 8:20.