After Carly left for work I heard August laughing in his sleep for a few seconds. He woke up a little before 8. He went to the bathroom, and spent some time playing in the sink, pouring out a container of wter he had fillled up last night. He said it was cold now, but had been warm when he filled it.
Downstairs he watched the end of the first Formula E race of the year with me. He then walked around the room, telling me about the paint mixing he had done last night while Carly We then played Minecraft.
Luckily, I remembered it was Wednesday and we had to go to Shani’s. He had time to have oatmeal squares and we did Brother games with him getting hurt in the park: nail, knife, cactus. We then headed to Shani’s.
There was no swing today, but a scooter instead. She had written a schedule. He added a happy face drawing next to “August” and did an arrow to change the order when they switched the first two activities.
They first did drawing because he wanted to do that first. He wanted her to trace things he drew. She said, “Maybe I should slow down.” He replied, “Yeah, that’s always the trick.” He was then drawing zigzag lines: “It’s supposed to be pretend wavelengths of the light, but I don’t think it’s very accurate.” They debated whether an electric or manual pencil sharpener is better.
They then moved to the scooter. He hopped on and asked, “So what’s my task?” He was scooting back and forth between a set of towers and a picture of shapes to put on them; and the box with the colored shapes at the other end of the room. It was working on upper body strength (although when he sat up to do different scooting “strategies” she didn’t force him to change back) and memory. He would chant “Trapezoid, rectangle, circle” when scooting down to the other end. Remembering 3 things at a time like that was a bit of a challenge for him. Shani and I discussed strategies for him. He rejected remembered the first letters of the shapes. I suggested that if he put it in a song it would have been easy for him.
They played with putty, then had just a few minutes to play with the robot set.
He was then singing on the way to the car. He talked about his “Hypothermia room” experiment with chickens, where he put chickens with different amounts of feathers on them in a cold room to see which survived the best.
We drove to the fruit and veggie place. We were there for strawberries and corn, and we also got a big mango and a mystery fruit. I talked about snacks to take to Gilad’s house. He really wanted to take cucumbers so we got a few of those, and also two zucchini for making bread.
On the way to the car he told me, “I think the world is enough high tech…I just think it is nice now.” He then asked about cotton swabs. “Why does mommy use them?” When I was surprised he called her “mommy” he corrected to “I mean why does Carly Althuaser?”
We then drove to the new playground a kilometer north or so of the school that Shani had told us about last week. We spent a long time there. He went on the teeter totter, then the merry-go-round. We did the rolling balls thing. We opened one of the containers of strawberries and ate a ton of them. He wanted a treat and I pulled out a small pack of peanut M&Ms. He said he didn’t like them, so I pulled out Skittles instead for him, and I had the M&Ms. We did various brother games: him buying strawberries that were painted to look good but were actually rotten (although the free sample ones were all really good), being stabbed by a sword (I don’t remember the details on that). He told me, “Here’s one of my jobs: making different varieties of fruits.” Then he changed it to “Different kinds of Skittles.”
He went over to the swings and tried the different kinds. He ended up on the regular swings for a few minutes. He asked “Can your immune system run out of space for memory cells?” We ended up reading parts of https://www.quora.com/Can-your-immune-system-run-out-of-memory. He then watched a video on Ebola (https://youtu.be/sRv19gkZ4E0).
We left at 12:30. He reflected on how it had been a good trip to the park and how we had done a lot of things.
We drove home. In the kitchen I took of my sunglasses and the left screw fell out. Looked for several minutes but couldn’t find it. He had requested chocolate soy milk, so we had some. We went outside to see the wind when it got shaky enough to shake the doors. He asked about teeth chattering. That led to a discussion of sweating and dogs panting. And that in turn led to a Brother game where takes a husky to the savannah.
We didn’t have time to do alone time and Minecraft, so I told him he could have 30 minutes of iPad time without the earning part. He graciously offered to pay us back the alone time later, but I didn’t bring it up later. He was hungry right before we left and saw the bar I was putting in the bag, so just had that now.
We parked at school and as we walked in Julie Fisher called “Happy Thanksgiving!” from her car. August looked up and called “Oh. Happy Thanksgiving!” Then asked me who it was.
Jonathan Minke had invited him in to see a middle school band rehearsal. He had told us to arrive after 2 so they’d be done with warmups. We went in, and he introduced August to the class. Some of them recognized him, with one boy saying “That’s Ms. Althauser’s son!” A few of the kids were asking which instrument was his favorite, trying to get him to say their own instrument. He finally said “trumpet”, much to the delight of the trumpet players.
As they rehearsed he looked around, moving to the right of me to better see the percussionists. He also got to see saxophones and French horns. Jonathan said a couple times something about August supervising some students. August said, “He’s being funny…He’s pretty jokey.”
After just a few minutes Jonathan asked August to come to the front to sit in the conductor’s chair. August was a little nervous at first and clarified a few times that he wasn’t actually going to be conducting. Jonathan assured him he’d be helping August. I sat up at Jonathan’s desk and moved our stuff in back when the trombones came back from a practice room. August didn’t do much moving, but loved the view from the conducting chair. There was a girl that was a bit jealous, as apparently she’s been wanting to sit there for years.
There were a few students being rather disruptive, and at one point August was saying something to Jonathan about funky teenagers and Mama’s class, although I couldn’t hear the details. He talked a lot about the “funky students” after we left. Realized later he probably meant “punky students.”
We left when they packed up at the end. We headed across the grass. August was singing a song he called “Attack of the sack.” We went to the library but it was closing at 3. We returned a few books and headed down to the playgrounds. Down by the preschool we ran into Cassie and Taya, who also had Orly’s two kids with them. We went to the playground. August was singing, although not loudly, but Taya kept telling him to stop.
So we separated and went over to the swing. After the swing he had a stick and saidd, “I want to try conducting technology.” And he reflected on the band room: “Wasn’t it cool that Mr. Minke pointed out I was laughing because of the funky teenagers?”
We went back over to where Cassie was. August was just watching Taya with Gabriel and his brother. He told Cassie, “Taya’s being pretty bossy.” Cassie agreed and told him to tell her that. He replied, “Nah, let’s not. I’m enjoying her bossiness.” He went on the teeter totter with them, then asked to do math problems on my phone. So I was giving him story problems and he would calculate them. He’d then show Cassie the calculator and explain the problem he had done.
August went to the bathroom, then we all got going and we said good bye. They left, but we kept playing on the playground. We had gum and he spun on the spinny thing. Then, Omri and Jonathan showed up. We spent probably a half hour running around on the playground, chasing each other around. I found a sweatshirt left by a third grader on the field and when we left we took it up to the 3B door and left it there. But then we kept playing with them even more up on the grass by the entrance. August and Omri did more Tik Tok faces, and Jonathan was dragging me to a “jail” (tree) and I would escape. August got into it, distracting Jonathan so I could run away.
We finally got going around 5 and on the way home he told me, “Mr. Minke’s band rehearsal was great. Except for the funky students. Their funkiness was great.” And, “I’m excited to see Mr. Minke’s band in six days.” He’s referring to the concert next week. We were watching them practice Christmas songs for the concert.
At home he did more math problems with Carly, then had some quiche. I got ready for a run. Downstairs he was mixing paint and called it “Banana yellow.” I said something and he replied, “I’m doing alone time so I won’t talk to you.” I went for a run at 6. When I got back they were finishing Minecraft and switching to educational videos. I took a shower and when I came down he was watching her paint.
He spotted the leftover frosting in the fridge. I suggested chocolate milk instead, and he talked me into adding some frosting to regular milk using one of his “crossover arguments.” He drank it, but said there was just “A vague difference.”
He had me open the mystery fruit, but while it smelled good, there didn’t seem to be anything in it worth eating. He peeled the zucchini. He said he liked it, and I asked if it was satisfying. He said, “That’s the word I was trying to think of when you were getting me to peel the corn at Gramma and grampa’s: satisfying.” He was rhyming words, and I helped. I used din and sin which were new to him. As I mixed more ingredients he played with the 2 kg weight on floor the floor, rolling it back and forth, and was talking to himself. He then taped a few things together and made a defensive shield thing that was Bar’s. He then had a pick-ax that was enchanted with “mine-atory and stretchiness 3.”
We watched the first two episodes of season 4 of My Little Pony and had crackers and pate, then zucchini corn bread when it was ready. Turned out quite well despite the gluten-free flours. I could still tell it was teff flour.
It was pretty late by the time I got him upstairs. Gave him a bath, then in bed we skyped with my parents to say Happy Thanksgiving before they left for Dee and Grants. Before he went to sleep I told him about our Thanksgivings when I was a kid. And being attacked by a cactus when I was little and Paul falling down the stairs. We listened to the “Galaxy” piece on the album with “The Planets” and he fell asleep quickly, by 10:15.
Scooter time:
Music on the way to the car:
The marble labyrinth:
Trying the shaky bridge:
Conducting the middle school band:
Conducting the middle school band 2:
Conducting the middle school band 3:
Conducting with his branch:
Let’s hit the throttle:
Spinning with gum:
Running around with Jonathan:
Running around the grass with Jonathan:
TikTok with Omri:




































































