David Weekly, V3 - 23

David did better at the recital than he did at the dress rehearsal. He was such a good performer! I will send pictures and video on disk when he goes back up there in July. There's a production company that professionally makes video of the kids dancing, so I'll make a copy or two and send those as well. On Tuesday (the day he was sick), he was asking about dancing practice: he wanted to be there for that. I told him that for the summer, there's no dancing. When he comes back from the Missouri, I'll see what I can do to make sure he's dancing again, and I'm thinking also of putting him in a sport, like soccer.

David loves going to Jesse's church...

David got a dinosaur egg from Cracker Barrel. The way it works is is that you set it in water for 24 - 48 hours, and it sssssssllllllllooooooowly hatches. David got really excited when it made the slightest change, which also means he was really keeping his eye on it. It hatched after two days, and then we took it out of its shell, because it was supposed to grow more.

Sunday, Mimi came over to our house for Father's Day, and David got out the book "There's a Wocket in my Pocket" (by Dr. Seuss) and read it to Mimi. There were a few words he doesn't know still, but he did a great job anyway. Most importantly, he did this completely of his own volition. He notes, too, that the book has a lot of rhyming words.

Monday was a bad day for David: he bit another child, and it would seem that it was for no other reason than the other child looked at David the wrong way. So, in addition to getting an X on the calendar, and no treat, I also took away TV, and have him go into Time Out when he got home. I don't know what to say or do to prevent this behavior, or what drives it.

Tuesday, David brought "There's a Wocket in my Pocket" to school, to show Ms. Tiffany that it has a lot of rhyming words. After about 2 seconds of showing it to her, David sat on the floor, and began to read the book aloud, with no one in particular to read it to, and a group of kids gathered around him to watch him read it! It was quite an amazing thing. And he read the book (mostly). He was very proud of himself for this. And so am I. Unfortunately, this is offset by his behavior: he spit on another child. Ms. Yolanda (another new teacher) and I discussed this a little bit, and it seems that David does not deal with rejection very well.

Wednesday was a good day for David (finally!). He got chocolate chip cookies for his reward.

Random detail: when Mimi was at our house, she called for me from the other room, and David came to me to say "Daddy, your mom wants you in the other room." It was interesting to see him figure out how to say that, and to take himself out of the relationship equation, as if it's not Mimi, or that I'm not his dad...

Friday morning, another trip to the doctor revealed that he still has nodules of some kind on his throat, so we swabbed it again and are having it sent to the lab for testing. He finished his medicine like a champ, but was happy when he didn't have to take it anymore. I asked the doctor about how often he gets sick, and she said he's one of the healthier children in her practice.

So another week has gone by...