2012_07_09 Monday

(I have a &*^ ton of trip reports to back-fill, but I need to get today up first..)

Today was Jonathan's last day of being a 4yr old, and he went back to summer camp. Elise and I ran around all day doing errands, preparing for Dave's departure later today and ours later this week. We picked Dave up at the train station, and he brought back 'birthday popcorn and pretzel.' Within 30 mins of his arrival, we had to pack us all into the car to take him to the airport and then on to Jonathan's swim class. Jonathan did great, when he wanted to, at swim class. He did some great scooping (maybe 5 strokes, including breaths); he did some good floating, although he doesn't understand that you can't put your feet into the air without sinking. He even did a few dives/bellyflops from the side. But, come time to leave, he threw a full-on hissy fit: screaming, crying, wiggling, running back to the pool and jumping in (!). He just wanted to stay at the pool, but even without swim gear, I would NEVER consider it with that behavior. And, as he was sitting and thinking, wouldn't Lady Luck be on my side, the daycare called b/c Elise had a nasty diaper. I tried to get him back to the locker room to change fast, but he refused, so I began to walk out (he wailed, parents gave hairy eyeballs). We picked up Elise (he was still in his bathing suit w/ sneakers). By then, he was begging to change, so we went back to the locker room so he could change, and I could change Elise's bomb. YIKES. When we got to the car, I told him in no uncertain terms that if that behavior ever happened again, I'd cancel swimming class and he could go to the daycare with Elise while I swam.

By the time we got home, he was fine again. Dinner probably helped too...He fell apart reading a second book (not even trying to sound out words, but rather just making noises), so I put it down (he flipped out), and I explained that his eyes and brain seemed really tired, so I read his chapter book.

...I'm onto some newly acquired wine...