gus learned how to play candyland recently, and it’s awesome. just out of the blue he suddenly got the concept and now we can play the whole way through (several times, in fact, as someone is always getting sent back to the damn gingerbread tree or peppermint forest just when i think we’ve finally made it to the candy castle). and he somehow transferred that knowledge to the curious george zoo game that ezra got him for his birthday. formerly the most hated of all his board games, that one now possesses a certain amount of charm when gus actually sits down to play it right. it’s not that i am a huge stickler for playing by the rules, but let’s face it, these damn children’s board games are mind-numbing enough as it is without them stretchy on for hooooooours and hoooooours because someone thinks it’s funnier to kick the pieces under the couch instead actually playing. at least if i know he knows how to play i know there’s a finite amount of time that i have to play it. it’s really pretty cool, playing games together.
his nana got him this little metal box of charades cards and he LOVES that one too. it’s pretty fantastic — there are just pictures of things that 3+ yr olds would easily recognize. you pick up a card and you act it out without saying what it is (or showing anyone your card). we haven’t moved onto the “no sounds” bit yet, that’s a little advanced for gus’ playacting skillz, but it’s pretty impressive what he comes up with to mime the pictures. on friday lucas was over and he and just had some kind of jedi mind trick going on — they could guess each other’s actions right away while the grownups were left floundering. it was hilarious and awesome.
he’s suddenly started eating a small variety of new foods. he ate all the mango, then tofu, then carrots out of my fried rice on thursday on the bus. he eat a good half of my broccoli risotto (and stopped checking to make sure there wasn’t any broccoli in the bites i was feeding him). he ate a bunch of the jamaican curry and peppersteak jeremy bought on our way home from CT on saturday. i don’t think it’s anything we’ve said or done, but it sure is nice to see him eating a few more vegetables here and there. and just being more interested in different kinds of foods in general. he’s always been willing to at least try a bite of things, but lately he’s just started to dig right in. perhaps because he’s HUNGRY from playing super hard. or who knows? 3 is a very mysterious age. lots of crazy things i don’t understand are happening around here left and right developmentally.
i just put your 3 yr old: friend or enemy on my library queue. in a review online the reviewer pointed out that the authors repeatedly suggest that the best way to deal with your three year old is to get rid of the child as often as possible. basically, the kid is a demon spawn, and as much as you can make it someone else’s problem right now, the better for you both. i LIKE that attitude! ha! we are actually in an upswing right now, but i can definitely see how taking lots of breaks and giving each other lots of space can really help. i think 3 yr olds are just dealing with A LOT developmentally and so they kind of lose their minds a lot. the hard part is to not take it too personally. but i’m excited to read the book — i think learning more about what is developmentally appropriate for gus to be doing right now with help all of us. part of the problem for jeremy and for me is that because gus speaks so articulately we often forget just how little he actually is. and we ask behaviors of him that he is just not ready to perform. but like i said, right now we are doing really well. woohoo! plus we had a fantastic weekend together as a fam.
the saddest part about lately, though, is that gus is really worried about dying. we probably talk about his schemes to cheat death 3 or 4 times a week. it’s pretty heartwrenching. he cried and cried the other day at lunch when i said, trying to make him feel better, that one day he might be so old that he’ll say, you know, i’m just ready to take a rest. he WILL NOT ever be ready to take a rest HE. WILL. NOT. he said he thought that when his time finally came he’d just say “i don’t want to rest now, thanks” and keep saying it every and then he will live forever. i wish it were so, buddy. he also thought perhaps when we die our bones could go into babies and we could come back again. that’s pretty creepy and also doesn’t work either. we’ve just been encouraging him to be as healthy as he can (eating good healthy foods, exercising, getting good rest, and making a conscious decision to lead a fulfilling life) to try to live as long as possible. but it’s so sad, trying to help him not worry so much.
we’re also, hliariously, trying to explain the concept of today and tomorrow. he thinks it’s totally crazy that it is never actually tomorrow and that it’s always today, but that we still tell him about things he can do “tomorrow”. there are so many concepts that we take for granted as grownups that we don’t remember having to figure out back in the day.
yea this age is pretty crazy, but it’s also pretty freaking awesome.