We leave for Kansas in two days... and I already miss my city :) I had high hopes for a few fun flings before our loooong stay away and then... we got sick. So in the house we have sat, all week. Ah, well ;)
The Little Man, of course, has made the best of it. We read and imagined. A lot. He spent two entire days laying still. (Except for when E would return home each evening. The kid would get all revved up and excited, only to crash, hard, and I don't mean metaphorically. Off kilter top to bottom, P would end up toppling and cracking his head or getting so wound up over Froggy's peevishness that he was in tears. As much as I encouraged them, ahem, both, to take it easy, it was wasted words. They just couldn't help themselves from the fun of it all.)
After a marathon night of coughing, he was back to bouncing today and full of projects. As proven by the floor this evening ;) First, he made a bevy of beautiful butterflies for his tissue box house (above). Then a snake family to join them. Then, mayhem erupted...
He spent an enormous amount of time pouring and stirring and dumping and digging in his huge bin of dyed rice (a really fun project, if you're looking for one...) Really fun, that is, if you find vacuuming therapeutic (fortunately, I do ;)
Later, we worked on designs for our fabulous neighbor's wedding jam jar labels. P was overly helpful ;) He also pulled out the glitter, always my favorite activity, to create a delightful watercolor, glitter masterpiece... And then, wishing for more jam jar style designs to paint, he requested scene after scene to be drawn, a mama made coloring book so to speak (Requested theme? The Ants Go Marching?!), so that he could continue to paint and cut. This sort of "art" is typically repugnant to me, but the child was ecstatically happy, sitting still as steel as he sang and painted, so screw it ;)
It was a lovely day, despite the fact that it should have featured refrigerator cleaning and bag packing.... But I was a little sad to see the whole week go without a big city moment. Seems like every summer before we leave, the child has just reached a pinnacle point of homeostasis. A point of momentary quiet and previously unsurpassed self-directed play perfectly mixed with exceptional city filled excursions. A period of peer play passing all prior periods. And then we up and leave town and blow it all to hell ;) And its true, he has reached new heights of solitary serenity of late, but he has also been in a serious hibernatory mood. Additionally aided by his boogery status this week and the mass exodus that seems to occur amongst playmates each Summer in this city (every child on our block has been gone for the month of July!). It all has me guessing that weeks wandering the farm, without other kids or solid plans, may fit his needs nicely right now... Here's hoping for smooth transitions!