He woke up three times during the night. Don’t know what that was about. Once I put the covers on him, but the other times he just went right back to sleep. In the morning he remembered two of them but couldn’t explain why. He then woke up at 7:10. I had moved in next to him after the last wakeup, which was in the early morning. He sat up, then lay down on top of me for a few minutes. He then got up and asked to go down stairs. He cuddled with Carly, then asked to play Minecraft with her. They logged on to the world where we were working on the minecart ride. Carly was surprised to find herself in a tunnel: “I’m in a tunnel.” August: “Stop. No offense, but in this world…” Carly and I were then fake arguing about her use of my account. He interrupted: “Stop arguing. Or I’ll put YOU in timeout.”
When they were done playing, he asked me, “What’s premise?” I wasn’t sure which he had said, so premise and premises were words of the day.
He said, “I have a mind blowing question for you two: How many particles are in the universe?” He went outside with her for a few minutes, then when she came back in to get a key I gave him an answer (from https://physics.stackexchange.com/questions/47941/dumbed-down-explanation-how-scientists-know-the-number-of-atoms-in-the-universe?noredirect=1&lq=1). He refused to go back outside with her, saying he was hungry, but wouldn’t answer my questions about what he wanted. He asked me several questions related to the answer, about the observable versus unobservable universe, and a line he remembered from a Kurzgesagt video about how we can see a bit farther into the universe every day.
Finally, he settled on cereal and strawberries. He ate that and looked at the Night Sky app. He found Pluto occluded by Titan, which I thought was incredibly rare. Quite a fine. “I’m going to be a person that builds satellites when I grow up.” Debated between doing that and being an archeologist.
He switched to Human Body. He had a game where Bar and Brother were making Baby Sister sick. While doing the ear thing he sang a song:
“Once upon a time there was a ball
And the ball was poisonous
the kid touched the ball
And then he died…”
I got him off the iPad. He was hungry and ate several crackers and pate. He really wanted Carly to taste the goose pate. She gave it a small try. Carly had taken apart the cardboard fort upstairs with August’s permission and was taking it to recycling. August and I looked at recipes and decided on a strawberry cake. I made a shopping list and they headed to the store.
They were gone for close to an hour and a half. He got a good peanut buttery treat. When they got back they started painting. Well, Carly did, but he never got started. She baked two schnitzel and they ate those.
August wanted to go outside with her. They were outside for a while. When they came in he was telling her things he needed for a machine he was making in his lab: “14 human stomachs…17 Amazon refrigerators…a cubic mile of rubber, one extension cord…one pair of kitchen scissors…”
He did alone time on the couch, then played Minecraft on his own as I started cake. Carly was doing more cleaning. She really straightened up his room and the landing upstairs. August helped me finish the cake batter, then we watched the last episode of season 3 of My Little Pony, where Twilight gets her wings. We were sitting in the kitchen as he licked the mixing bowl.
He did some painting with Carly. The first layer of the cake finished, then I started baking the second. I started slicing strawberries. He wanted a strawberry dipped in sugar. He said he just thought of the idea. He convinced me when he told me how, “My goal in life is to do as many things as possible.”
They went for a walk while I was working on the frosting. They walked down to the park “where I protected you from monsters” and he went on the merry-go-round and things, then they just walked around some more. They were gone quite a while. The frosting wasn’t working, being grainy despite much mixing, and being too runny.
As Carly and I tried to fix it, August was getting stressed about it. He was hungry, so first had cereal and strawberries, then seconds (he said Cheerios with strawberries was like having chocolate), then had crackers and avocado.
Carly took a shower because she was allergic and then walked to the store to get powdered sugar. I read the two Trixie and Rough Diamond issue of Friendship is Magic.
He was still hungry, so just had strawberries. Carly got back. The Tiv Taam had only had one small pack of powdered sugar when she needed about 5.
She made chocolate frosting. It wasn’t a huge batch though, and not enough for the full cake. I finished it off, using the pink frosting as a mixture for the middle of the cake, then frosting the top and sides of the cake parts with chocolate. Decorated with strawberry slices, it came out quite well.
We drove to the party, getting there just after 7:30, and a while before they served food. Liz greeted us and talked to him about the cake. We set it down and all went outside. We talked to someone I don’t know and she was telling August that there was another boy his age he could play soccer with. August said, “I’m not really a fan of soccer.” We went to get drinks, and August got lemonade with mint, doing the dispenser on his own. He took a drink. I suggested I should try it, and sure enough, it had alcohol in it. A bit later, at dinner, August was saying, “My first drink of alcohol!” We were at the house of an embassy employee, so I said we could thank the American embassy for that.
We saw Jonathan a couple of times. First before we sat down, and he talked to August about coming back to the band room sometime. He has instruments like a saxophone to show him. Carly fought through the line with August to bring back a plate of food and we shared, sitting out at the end of one of the outside tables. Carly went back for a second plate. Doreen, the art teacher who he did a poncho with, sat across from us and talked to August about it. Jonathan sat a couple seats further down and I heard him say how their spring concert is on April 1st, so they’re doing things like playing John Cage’s 4’33”. I got excited by this, as I had recently just told August and Carly about it. August then talked about his “prank concerts” and then started singing a lot. He mentioned to Doreen or another woman that was sitting across from Carly that he is thinking about taking voice lessons.
August and I went in and got a couple small plates of desserts and brought them back out. There was a game where you guessed how many candy corns are in a jar. August didn’t want to make a guess. We talked about how it was like the book about counting beans that we’ve read on Skybrary. I guessed 500. He loved the desserts. I took him in to the bathroom and the light flickered when he turned it on and he called it a “Cranky light” like our kitchen fluorescent. I got another plate of desserts. I went back for carrot cake, but sadly it had all disappeared. But I got a slice of pumpkin pie, which we had missed earlier, and August really liked that. He had been less impressed with the lemon meringue.
August mentioned it was his bed time, and a bit later we got going. At some point he told me, “I’m picturing a rover taking a picture on the moon.” He reminded me that he had seen a rover on the moon in a YouTube video we had watched about Apollo.
We got to the car at 9:25. He noticed he had forgotten to take his magnifying glass in to the party. He had said he was going to use it to look at treats. Carly asked him something, and he replied with, “No. Period.” As we drove home he talked about his huge French horn that plays notes at beginning of day, etc. He talked about Zoe and the day “She claimed…” all sorts of things: that the library had book of spells, that the bug in his drawer was an earwig, and that an earwig can get in your brain. He also told us tht he had pictured the party being at school, so was surprised when we drove so far. He talked the whole way home, whereas on the way down he had actually fallen asleep near the end.
At home we skipped a bath but got his teeth brushed and I put him to sleep a little after 10, using the mediation app music.
Oh yummy song:
Dancing and elytraing:
Getting dessert at the Thanksgiving party:
Singing and consucting at dinner:
