I had a dr. appt. (one of many lately) and Nate couldn’t work his schedule around it, so Gav went to the child care center at Nate’s work yesterday. I don’t think it was a horrible experience, but when I walked in the room most of the kids were crying or bored, not much happiness and laughter going on. Gavin was sitting at a table with a little girl and they were working on a puzzle when I got there. I asked him when we got to the car how his teachers were, the other kids and if he had fun, his response “it was really different” and “I think I’ll find another school to go to”, hehe. I asked if he made friends with the girl he worked on the puzzle with and he said “no, hers was really sad, she missed her mama so I sat by her”. He’s got such a good heart
I’s a girl… Jack asked Gav if he could have a turn with a ball tonight and Gavin said, no it’s for boys, and Jack said excitedly “I’m a boy” and Gavin said “I’s a girl” and Jack said “No, Gavin you’re a boy like me” and this went on for a while, for about a month or so Gavin’s been insisting he’s a girl, he doesn’t do many girlie things but if you ask him…he’s a girl.
We were having one of our many dance parties at Jack’s house in the basement rec room yesterday, Gav starts dancing to some oldies song and Jack cracks up and says “Gavin, you can really dig it”.
“My higha song”… almost on a daily basis Gavin requests “Higher Love” by Depeche Mode, I don’t mind, they’re one of my obsessions right now. It’s funny, he gets out his guitar and sings and dances like Dave Gahan. I’m sure I’m not doing the PG thing properly, but hey, life is short why censor everything to nursery rhymes. Actually some nursery rhymes are pretty sadistic, come on “when the bow breaks the cradle will fall..and down will come baby cradle and all?” who thought up this stuff?
Oh yeah, one more story… Nate generally does the bedtime routine, just something we set up when Gav was 6 mos. old. So, the other night we’re sitting in the living room and I knew Gav was tired so I suggested Nate start the routine. Nate wanted to chill for a bit, so he was like okay just a min. Gavin generally doesn’t request going to bed, however, this night was different. He said “dad, I’m gettin really tired, I want to go to bed” and Nate said okay, just give me a second. Gavin started drawing on his magna doodle and I kept nagging Nate to get up and take him to brush his teeth and get ready for bed. Nate says, I’m not sure I believe him, I need more evidence… then Gavin showed me what he was drawing, I was like I like your drawing, what is it? And, I’m not kidding, he says “a bed” looking up at me with groggy eyes! Nate about fell off the couch.
That’s all there is for now…