Yesterday morning I was awakened by two sweet little hands holding my cheeks, and a little button nose pressed against mine, as Alex said to me, “Mommy, I need to go to the grocery store.” Hmmm, I thought, I must be dreaming. Half asleep, I asked, “Why?” And in that tone that he uses when he thinks the answer is obvious and I should already know, he replied, “Because I need a ride in the cart.”
We may yet make it camping with Alex. For those of you who remember the post of our almost-would-have-been-but-wasn’t camping trip last year, it seemed that camping with Alex might be far, far, away. Enter Grandma Johnson. And the tent she bought Alex. And the hours of fun he has had playing in his new tent. Now I just wonder how long it is going to take up space in my office/library.
I have loved the chicka chicka boom boom story ever since I first watched the video that fateful day in the farthest back seat of my sister’s van while we were passing time on the way home from somewhere. Little did I know that watching that video would soon lead us to a whole world of chicka chicka boom boom requests, day and believe it or not, sometimes night too. It’s like it somehow took on a life of its own. If it were a person, it would have moved in, taken over our guest room and pulled up an extra chair at the table by now. This is a rough estimate mind you, but I would say we have read the story at least 421 times, watched the video only slightly less, and recently, acted out the whole thing on the felt board over and over and over and over (you get the picture) again – countless times (I lost track somewhere after we passed 100).
Now I want to hate it.
But, being a reasonable mom, and seeing how much my little boy still loves it (more and more every day, if that is even possible), we have continued to sit and sing the song as we place each little letter on the felt board. And then one day, out of the blue, Alex looks into the bag of letters and asks me where the coconut tree is. And just like that, I embarked on a little adventure to make a little coconut tree for my chicka chicka boom boom-obsessed little boy.
Here is my work of art.
Every letter fits, just barely, and Alex squeals with delight when we get to the “the whole alphabet up the…oh, no” part and he gets to shake down the tree and the letters all fall out. Worth every little hot glue burn, and yes, even worth having to go through the 120th rendition of singing that blasted song!
Being Sunday, we took Alex to church this morning and then stopped for kolaches on the way home. Alex kept calling his egg, cheese and potato kolache a donut. Seriously, this child has eaten enough donuts to know that a very not-sweet kolache is definitely not a sweet donut. Still, I love that at this age you can make them think they are getting what they ask for, even if it’s not quite exactly what they requested just by calling it something else.
Anyhow, despite the heat, we decided to take Alex to a new park to play before lunch. I had actually read a little bit about this park from another mom and thought it sounded a little different from the places we usually take Alex. The playscape was built using equipment designed by a company called Kompan, which uses a unique approach of both sculptural artistry and child development knowledge to provide an optimum learning and playing environment that appeals to all ages and developmental stages (as you’ll see, even Dustin tried a few things). The park itself also has a 6.5 acre lake as well as a walking/jogging trail and a beautiful picnic peninsula. Definitely a place worth visiting if you live here in Austin or come to visit.