The Day When Everything Changes

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Passing on the Skills

Reading the dregs of Turkish Coffee. A skill acquired at Mommy's knee.

Super Asa!

It's becoming more of a workout to fly Asa like a superhero.  Good for the core: I lie on my back, knees bent, with him lying along my shins. Used to be, I could keep his feet off the floor.  No longer.

Today, I held his hands out in front and called him Super Asa. He immediately ran to the dress-up box for his cape, then back for the sequined belt.

As Grover would say, "And I'm Cute, too!" 

Note, please, that Asa dressed himself this morning. Overall straps and all.  Three-and-a-half blows my mind.

Tease

Elias can eat.

I don't know where he puts the nearly adult-sized portions that he can consume in one sitting, although I have had to let out the elastic on the hand-me-down pants from Asa... Asa's belly at 18mos was nowhere near Elias' at 15mos.

And now, lunch is not just a sporting event, but entertainment.  Food is offered and denied with great glee...

Date with my Boy

 At the Museum of Science in Boston.  Just a Mummy-Asa date on the last day of February vacation.

 

It's been a while since we've been to the Museum - since at least before we moved - but Asa led me directly to the dinosaurs.  And then to the trains.

 

 

As he gets older, though, there is more to explore in this place of miracles.  Like an exhibit on solar energy, in which one can use mirrors to focus light onto a sensor, and thereby make a machine whirr.  Totally engrossed.

 

Cause and effect again: the happy land of the three-and-a-half (!) year old.  Light and levers and simple machines and oh, the cogs were spinning, not just on the wall but in his mind.  "That one's like a train, Mummy, see, when the piston pumps?" (Who knew he was paying attention to those segments of Thomas and Dinosaur Train?  Thank you, PBS.)

 

 

Kinetics seems to be the order of the day.  This sculpture was surrounded by young people, entranced by probability and motion.  Science as art: perfection.

 

Of course, there are always the lessons that we didn't plan on learning... Look closely.



 

 

 

The official reason for the trip was to "see stars".  Asa is finally big enough that the planetarium seats don't fold up on him, but he's decided that the dark is too scary to face alone, so I got to snuggle my big boy anyway.  Such an amazing show; a journey out of Boston, through the Solar system, past the Oort cloud and out into interstellar space - views of our galaxy and représentations of the known universe.  I think both of our minds were sufficiently blown.

 



 

Of course, a trip to the museum store was in order - Asa wanted to get something for Elias.  At least, he did right up until we reached the book section.  Needless to say, this book now lives at our house, beloved possession of our little scientist, along with glow-in-the-dark stars and planets that now hang from the boys' room ceiling.  

 

 

 

First Novel

By Asa, age 3.5.

Verbatim.

(some illustrations by Mommy.)

Prepare for Man-to-Man coverage

Today, he is pushing a wheeled toy, on carpeting and hardwood.  Tomorrow, he and Asa are running in opposite directions. 

Yikes.

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