Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2003-04-29 07:35 pm
Happy things
Little Fayoumis saw me cleaning out the box of markers, crayons, and so forth, and asked me if he could paint. (There were paint brushes in the mess.) I said that he could, and coached him through the process of getting the whole affair set up -- outside.
He painted the yellow bad-guy dragon Smaug breathing blue fire, with red lava near by, and red blood on Smaug as he got shot by the hobbit in the red shirt. The hobbit's red shirt was red, with no blood.
Bogart came and visited the hummingbird feeder, which has blue sugar water in it now. We watched him.
I coached LF through the process of putting away his paint stuff, including washing the apron. (He did it all by himself!)
After that, he went back to zooming the blue racecar over the jump rope. The race car occasionally turned upside down. I started teaching him how one uses degrees to measure how things turn in a circle. 360 degrees is around in a whole circle, 180 degrees is halfway around, like if the car flips over from being right-side-up to being upside-down. He'll slowly but surely get it; he has been saying that the car has turned a thousand degrees, or one hundred sixty three degrees, and things of that nature.
Today when walking home, he was trying to name the cars that he saw. I saw some that he'd called wrong, and I showed him on some of the cars in our parking lot that the company and model name was usually written on the cars. It was cool.
Amusing moments: You are petting the cat, and then the kid starts blowing at the somewhat bemused, but still purring, feline. "I like blowing the cat!" the six-year-old proudly announces.
You, quietly, stress the phrasing "blowing on the cat", without ever referring to "blowing the cat" as being in any way inappropriate.
He painted the yellow bad-guy dragon Smaug breathing blue fire, with red lava near by, and red blood on Smaug as he got shot by the hobbit in the red shirt. The hobbit's red shirt was red, with no blood.
Bogart came and visited the hummingbird feeder, which has blue sugar water in it now. We watched him.
I coached LF through the process of putting away his paint stuff, including washing the apron. (He did it all by himself!)
After that, he went back to zooming the blue racecar over the jump rope. The race car occasionally turned upside down. I started teaching him how one uses degrees to measure how things turn in a circle. 360 degrees is around in a whole circle, 180 degrees is halfway around, like if the car flips over from being right-side-up to being upside-down. He'll slowly but surely get it; he has been saying that the car has turned a thousand degrees, or one hundred sixty three degrees, and things of that nature.
Today when walking home, he was trying to name the cars that he saw. I saw some that he'd called wrong, and I showed him on some of the cars in our parking lot that the company and model name was usually written on the cars. It was cool.
Amusing moments: You are petting the cat, and then the kid starts blowing at the somewhat bemused, but still purring, feline. "I like blowing the cat!" the six-year-old proudly announces.
You, quietly, stress the phrasing "blowing on the cat", without ever referring to "blowing the cat" as being in any way inappropriate.

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