He was up at 6:50. He came down and we spent some time discussing Lunch Robot and his ideas for how the robot should be upgraded before he then watched some Llama Llama. Got going and to school before the bell.
During the day they watched the elementary musical. I learned this because we later asked when the last time was that he had gone to the bathroom. He said they made them go to the bathroom before the musical. And the musical was about Christmas and there were chimney sweeps.
I went rode my bike home. Just north of our park I saw a big bench sort of thing out by a disposal pile. I rode home then walked back and gave it a look. Too heavy to carry home, but in good shape, so I went back and got the car. I was lifting it into the car when the claw truck showed up. I had come back just in time. In fact, one of the guys with the truck helped me push it in and lower my seat to get it to fit as much as possible. Got it home and cleaned it off and it will fit well in our entryway. Very much like what I had been thinking of buying.
I worked, then returned to school at 1:30 to meet with Zoe, a parent I met on the arts tour of Even Yehuda, about starting a writing group. I had enough time after that to run over to the auditorium and get a snack for me and August. I got a cup of yogurt that came with little chocolate balls to put in it, and a small pastry thing for him.
When I got to the preschool I walked in as August started yelling at Candy, up on the stairs. I think she had taken something, but his response was not in proportion. I grabbed him and took him outside. He calmed down, and was able to say “Sorry for hitting you.” Candy was so nice about it. She handed him a couple of pictures she had drawn, one of a flower, I think to make him feel better, and went and picked a flower for August to give to his mommy, and she picked one for her own mommy. When her mom showed up I told her how nice Candy had been about it.
August didn’t really like the yogurt but ate the pastry, then headed up to dance class. He stayed for all of dance class. It was the last dance class of the semester. Afterwards he showed me his robot. He told me he had made it Ms. Dorene’s class. He used scissors to trim the yarn on it.
We went to the library and sat out on the chairs in the lobby and had some snack. He had dumped out most of his snack—crackers, Cheerios, and raisin—for the birds to eat. He wasn’t very happy to not have a lot of options now, but ate his peaches. He also spent a few minutes looking at the art pieces. He’s been fascinated when we’ve come through for library time, and it has been a challenge to get him to not touch them, but this was the first time we really talked about them and he told what he liked and didn’t like about them. He liked the more geometric parts and parts that looked like tunnels or caves, and didn’t like the messier/more random bits.
I found a bunch of children’s books on the free shelves and we went into the library to read. He went in first while I packed things up, and when I walked in I heard him asking Amanda “What did you learn?” She then said, “I learned Ms. Liz speaks Lithuanian.” I later tried to ask him why he asked her that, but he couldn’t tell me.
We went back in the reading area, but I couldn’t get him to calm down to read. There were too many distractions, in particular a bunch of kids playing computer games. There were a few boys playing a first person shooter. Which I thought was rather annoying. But before we left August did go over to a rack of books and found a book all on his own, The Invisible Boy, that he wanted to check out. He took it to Amanda and checked it out, and I took all of the free books (five or so) with us. We then sat outside the library and read The Invisible Boy while we waited for Carly to show up.
She got there, and we walked out. He stopped at the security guard and said “Jiggo jaggo” to him, being silly.
We walked home and got here around 5. He sat on the floor and drew a picture of the internet, then watched some Llama Llama. We talked about Jeff visiting tomorrow and he said,“Okaaaaay. Uncle Jeff.” In his ‘Fine. Whatever.’ voice. He ate a good about of pita and hummus, then was still hungry and ate stir-fry and noodles. He was getting silly and trying to touch our bottoms. He said, “I’m Judson…I don’t make good choices.” Carly and August read one of the free books I got called Nelson Makes a Face. We made ‘mussed’ a word of the day. He and Carly were then dragons and he was learning how to blow fire. He then wanted a piece of his Halloween candy and read Bob Book for it. Carly and I joked about how we didn’t want him to think that reading was just for money, but I said maybe he’d grow up to record audiobooks or be a paid storyteller.
I took him upstairs and he played in the sink. He used soap to scrub the sparkles off the piece of sparkly cloth/stuff that had been his mask the other day. He was making up Gaston lines, and made up on his own: “No one shovels quilts like Gaston…drives around town putting stickers on houses like Gaston…”
In the bedroom we read one of the other free books, I Been There. I really liked it, then realized the author and illustrator were from Sesame Street. I turned it over to see a photo I recognized. It was Northern J. Calloway, and I recognized him from the “What’s the Name of that Song?” Sesame Street video we’ve watched so many times:
We then read Amulet 2 and read over half of it. Brushed his teeth and Carly came in and I said goodnight. I left them at 8:35 and I went and scrubbed mold off the ceiling of the bathroom. They were quiet by 9, after hearing them talk about preschool and how he supposedly makes electronic inventions on his own.
Fun with scissors :
His favorite piece of art at the library :
Drawing the internet :
