Thursday, October 11, 2012

 running!






so serious about washing the car
 no nap this day




making Halloween spiders



trying out his new headphones for his upcoming travel

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Atticus has been obsessed lately with talking about what behaviors aren't nice and so deserving of time out. Every time I complain about another driver, which I suppose I do a lot, he says the car needs time out. Many of the characters in the nursery rhymes we read need time out too.

He's gotten pretty good at counting. It seems like he understands what he's doing--that he isn't just reciting numbers.

Still, he adores Ava. She's all he ever talks about when one asks him about school. She's only there two days a week, so when I ask him about his day on days when she's not there, he promptly informs me that Ava was at home. I have to pry to get him to tell me anything else about his day besides Ava's absence. They're super cute--walking around the playground together hand in hand. The other day she brought a giant sticker to school for him. She came over and started to hand it to him, and another kid tried to intercept it, so she fought the boy off and stuck the sticker on Atticus's belly.

And he still adores trains. They're almost all he ever plays with. He loves playing guitar too though right now he doesn't have one. I'm having a heck of a time trying to find a decent young child's guitar. He broke the first one he owned. It was cheap--from the fair. I've ordered several more since, but they were flimsy too, so I sent them back. The nicer ones seem to be exceptionally nicer and exceptionally more expensive, and I worry he's too young for those--that he might decide to throw them or bash them into wall (a fairly likely possibility). If anybody has a good guitar recommendation for someone his age, I'd like to hear it.

He loves chocolate and cake. When he gets chocolate he will often get a bowl for it and savor it, even if there are only two small pieces. Sometimes he'll save it for so long he forgets all about it. Cake is another story. At our neighbor's birthday party the other weekend, he devoured a giant piece of cake in less than a minute, I swear. He made a spectacle of himself shoving huge fistfulls into his mouth.

We went to Meet Me at Maynard's this week. We ran through the rattlesnake bridge with Atticus in the jogging stroller. He said the rattling sound was funny (Atticus thinks a lot of things are funny. He's full of joy). He checked out the playground on the way back. Then we ate burgers, fries, and mac and cheese. Atticus got to stay out until past 8, a little late for him, but he had a blast.

He's very excited about traveling to see his various family members in upcoming months.