He woke up as Carly was leaving at 6:30. I was still finishing up in the bathroom so he started playing GroGarden as she left. I came down and got him vitamins and Cheerios. He watched Pink Panther and really laughed at an old one, where he’s on a cruise ship. A woman wears him as a fur and he said “She putted on Pink Panther!” When a deck chair chased him August said “A chair is running!” He spotted a cat on a roof out the kitchen windows. #35. I mentioned how he was good at spotting things up high and told him about how he first looked up at the checkered light coming through leaves in Seoul on a walk in his stroller. It was between our apartment and the stream and the first Carly and I noticed him responding to something outside of his stroller.
He requested some of our bread and was randomly calling out chord names: “G majors…C minor…F…” He asked if we could read Magic Tree House #24. I read one chapter at home. On the way out the door he was looking at his Dr. Seuss backpack and said. “I have the worst backpack ever…I hate yellow.” Sorry, Gramma and Grampa. He’s never expressed a dislike for a color before. He also asked, “Do you think 9 or 10 people equals a thousand hairs?” We left at 7:50 and drove to school.
At school we sat outside and read a chapter and a half of Magic Tree House. He was calm, sitting on my lap, but as soon as I said I needed to get going he got upset and insisted I check on him during the day. I took him inside as the class started to get ready for a nature walk. He told me, “You can’t leave until you promise to check on me.” I reminded him that they had my phone number and would call me if they needed. He had me write down my phone number on paper so he had it himself but still wasn’t appeased – he wanted to know that he could call me any time he wanted. I said I couldn’t promise that, and it would be up to the teachers, and they would probably take him to a separate room. But then Marion came in and he talked to her about using the phone and assured him that the other kids would understand why he was using the phone, etc. When he was sure that she’d let him use the phone he let me go and they went with the “train” to start their nature walk. It was about 8:30.
I went to my meeting at Sabeel in Jerusalem. No traffic, so just over an hour.
I never got a phone call from August, so I knew he had had a good day. He still didn’t eat any food, and he had to take a break outside with one of them during rest time (he later told me that he had helped set up for the tea party), but good overall. Carly said there might have been something robot-related for maker space. Finally, he said he didn’t any tea because he didn’t have a straw. He actually has one at the ready in his snack bag, so I’ll have to remind him next week. August said there wasn’t really maker space, but someone wanted to do the turtle cards again so he did that. When Carly picked him he wanted to keep my phone number in his cubby in case his teachers ever forget about him.
And Cherie had sent a charm necklace like the one Vivian had. Vivian’s was Carly’s old one, which she must have given to Cassie/Vivian a few years back. August had really liked it while we were there, so Cherie found one on Etsy. August really likes the whistle and toothbrush. When Cherie showed Vivian the photo of it, Vivian was now jealous that he had a whistle.
She took him to her classroom and he spent most of the time talking to himself and lying on the floor as she worked hanging up things up. And he stayed in the classroom while she ran to the office to get grapes out of the fridge.
I got to school and to the classroom at 4:45. He was playing on the floor. He requested my watch and continued to lie in the bean bag chair and talk to himself as he played with it. Carly said he could answer questions by running to the Yes, No, Maybe, and Don’t Care signs in her room. When I tried it with him though he said, “I’m to tired.”
We got going around 5. At the car I asked Carly about his hat. She went back to look for it and found it on a table in the grassy area. She must have dropped it when walking him to her classroom after school.
As I got him in the car he asked, “Am I ever going to be a professional wrestler? To get money? People actually do it…Mama told me.” Apparently she had.
We were home at 5:20. He lazily climbed on the couch and I asked him, “Are you feeling okay?” He shook his head no. I felt his forehead and he was hot. He was excited about StoryBots season 2, out today, and ppropriately chose the episode “How do you get a cold?” I went and got the thermometer and took his temperature under his tongue for the first time, getting temperatures of 38.9 and 39.1 at 6:20. Gave him some medicine. He switched to Pink Panther and we had him skip one of the war video game commercials that he likes. He said, “Maybe I should play this when mama is at work.”
I went for a bike ride. They had popcorn and then he ate a lot of apple. I read him some Skybrary books: Freda Plans a Picnic, Yoko Yak’s Yakety Yakking, and Oliver Otter’s Own Office. His temperature was down a bit. Skipped a bath and Carly got him ready for bed. Went upstairs with a bunch of books, but he was quite tired and went straight to sleep, by 8:40.