He woke up about 8:30. Carly was upstairs and met him. I went up and joked about how I was supposed to get him first in the morning. He then sighed and did a facepalm. We spent a few more minutes upstairs. He admired the office as Carly got set up to work and we joked about watching her teach. We then went downstairs and played in our survival world. I was working on our organization system today. When we were done we did more levels of Brother playing the VR Minecraft hero game. We then ate breakfast and watched the newest Iskal. Proof of concept was a new concept. He had seconds on oatmeal.
From there we had a really good Ms. Safe music lesson. We worked through more of the Supersonic Piano Music Theory book, learning the British names, like crotchet and minim (and talked about palindromes in the process) and working on some sight reading. He admitted his bass clef is much worse than his treble, and we learned the acronyms to help identify the lines and spaces. For the bass clef we expanded to above and below the staff, and came up with Every Good Boy Deserves Fudge and Chocolate. He definitely remembered that one. We then watched a Music Matters video about motifs in music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iys7Byk6xOw&t=328s) and learned about motif. August is always playing with motifs, so it seemed like a good one to learn.
He played piano, and wanted to watch more Simply Piano ads so tried to find them by downloaded skins for Minecraft. That wasn’t working for him, then he switched to YouTube and started videos, hoping to find Simply Piano ads. Those things are everywhere, yet when you try to find them they vanish. He ended up watching an Ants Canada, followed by two Life Noggin videos on medical conditions where your muscles start to turn to bone and the such. He learned about NF, FOP, and EV. I had been working on the piano keys and made salmon for lunch. When I got that in the oven we went upstairs for a Brother and Sister game. It was supposed to be about the new medical conditions, but turned into him waking me up with my own hand and him laughing a lot. I would make the shushing noise and he would crack up.
We went back down to eat lunch outside. Had a Brother game where Bar was challenging people (like Ms. Mean, a senator, etc.) on who was the most powerful. He asked about rich people and we talked about how a person gets rich and how they spend their money. We went inside and Brother met a billionaire in the park.
He played with Supersonic Piano and found a piece with cut time. We watched a video about it:https://youtu.be/0OHzzlx1KaY
. August has a new saying, “Hit it!”, which I know is from something I showed him recently. Should have him listen to the Beastie Boys as he’d probably like the “Kick it!” as well.
He played piano, then did alone time, listening to a Dog King story, followed by “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow”. He didn’t finish that though, and realized his alone time was done. Whenever we sit on the couch he has a slightly OCD thing with setting up the pillows perfectly. It is very cute though, and when he finished this time he said something like “Marvelous.” I also had some of the new keycaps on today, and he said something about liking the feel of them and something about how they really suit his fingers.
We played in Survival, then went upstairs at 4 and he had his meeting with Gabi. I know they talked about the feeling of anticipation and something like it before switching to the tank game. When Gabi had to go August asked, “Why do we have to have a stop time?” When Gabi said something about other meetings, August said, “Oh yeah, good point.” While he had his meeting I also removed a dead mouse that Carly had found in the yard.
Back downstairs he helped me with playing the piano. Sort of. Carly heated him up dinner, then I went for a run. Before I left for a run I pointed out a bunch of “treasures” I had taken from the backpack. August gave me some parenting advice, telling me to just throw them away next time because then he wouldn’t even remember them. Carly said that sometimes he really remembers his treasures, and I reminded him of the channel changer (broken zipper pull). One of the things I had pulled out this time also happened to be a zipper pull, so he used the channel changer on me, and was using it on Carly as I left.
When I got back it was Vivian’s birthday celebration. August observed that birthdays make a mess: “A mess is a monster to the parents.” He told Carly he wants something related to Minecraft for his birthday. I stayed around for awhile, watching the present unwrapping, then went up for a shower. August had been on Musyc during it, and as I came out of the bathroom he was stomping up the stairs and closed himself in his room. I went and talked to him, and he told me, “I just don’t like all this birthday business.” I offered to play with him, as the issue was that it was holding up Minecraft time. He was fine listening to a podcast though, and also sent Carly email messages. One was something like, “I hate birthday parties! Specially Vivian’s!” with a frowny face.
When he came out they were ending the birthday celebration. When he got on with Vivian he asked her, “How’s your Simply Piano going?” They played in one of his other worlds, which Vivian had requested. He ended by making a big V-based sculpture for Vivian. I was working, and went upstairs to plug in when my battery was low. Carly and August came up, and he listened to the “Blue Goblins” story and half of “Max Goodname and the Magic (something)” on Stories Podcast by himself.
Carly got him to wash his foot. Yesterday they had put a bag over it because of the wart. He did it today though. He was then making up acronyms, like BASG for “Brother and Sister Game”. We were commenting on how he’ll really be spelling soon. We went in his room and he was saying the alphabet. He forgot K once when he was saying it a few weeks ago and was now doing it on purpose. He asked, “Did you know K is my nemesis?…It knocked over my block tower.”
He had a Brother game with him meeting someone blind in the park. He then wanted to clear the notifications on my iPad. I let him do a few, but he wanted to keep going and going. Got him in and we brushed our teeth. He asked about my broken finger and we discussed that, and anesthesiologists. I had taught him how to play Rock Paper Scissors, I think earlier today, and we now played it again. He’s fine with losing, since we move on to another round so quickly. For nonfiction time we read about manatees in the National Geographic Kids issue. Sanctuary was a new word. I talked about seeing them eat lettuce at the aquarium in Seoul, and the Sarah and Duck manatee episode. His wart was coming off more, stressing him out.
We got the lights out, and the questions started: “How did you feed me?” (as a baby; we talked about the pumping, and mushed dbananas.) “Is it dangerous being a police officer?” “What’s a detective?” “They can just come into your house?” “How does a judge work?” We were listening to Max Richter’s Blue Notebook. He asked me to sing so he could see how out of tune I was. Which seemed rude, but then he complimented me when I sang the Jason Webley song I used to sing to him all the time. This time, he kept asking about what the lyrics meant (about a sick earth being pregnant) We discussed the metaphor and that led to a discussion of the great filter concept. I used the word steward and he asked about it.
More questions:
“Why’s it hard on a plant to transfer it?”
“What happens if you water a cactus too much?”
“Where’s the lotion?”
“How do you whistle?”
He told me he couldn’t get to sleep and was asleep by 11:25.
Singing out our music lesson:
Rock Paper Scissors:
Some Musyc:
Getting his laugh:
A rebroken key:



































































