3.3 @ 12 or something like that
Work engulfs me. I begin teaching tomorrow. With the new textbook that J and I have drafts of. That J has mostly written. I need to at least read the chapters that have my name on them. I suck and have to get to work on this book. J should hate me for this but she doesn't.

Still working on that eternally infernal chapter. Made progress, so that's good. It should have been done a long time ago, so that's very bad.

I need to finish setting up the courses.

But I want to write about The Mile. Responsibility says that it will have to wait.

I need to write some notes about R and T. They have both made another cognitive leap. Snippets:
J: Do you know the days of the week?
T: No, not yet. I know some of them. I'll learn the rest of them in meteorology school, right?

Me: You can make your bad dreams go away. Just think of something that will make the bad guys go away.
T: A police robot. With steel arms and a shield and grabbers that will put them in jail.
Me: That's a good idea.
T: I want to be a police robotic engineer when I grow up.

T: Zip, pow, boom. I'm a Power Ranger!
Me: Zip, pow, boom. Hey those are fun words. You know what those types of words are called?
T: No.
Me. Onomatopoeia. They are words that imitate the sound they are describing. Like thunder goes "boom!"
T: Oh. *runs off*
T: Mom, you know what bing, bang, crash, pow are?
J: No, what?
T: Onomatopoeia.
*He generalized immediately to new words*

*Watching Gilligan's Island after the boat begins to fall apart after putting glue on it*
T: Mom, dad, why is it doing that?
J: Because the glue they put on doesn't hold for more than a day or two.
T: I know but they didn't put the glue on everything. They just did part of it. The rest should hold together.

*I was singing ABCs to R with syncopation.*
T: Why are you singing like that?
Me: I'm using syncopation to make it sound jazzier. Do you like it?
T: Oh, yeah.
*runs off*
T: Mom, listen to my song.
*sings Twinkle, Twinkle with syncopation*

R hasn't added new words to his repertoire but he listens and processes everything. He notices anything new around him and he can execute more complex requests ("Can you please pick this up and put it in the trash?"). He's now a pretty good dancer and can find the base beat of most songs, including classical pieces. He's getting pretty stable on sand at the beach and loves playing in it. He also has an unbelievably strong will. I wonder if it is the 1 year old factor or if it will remain as he gets older.

Okay, back to reading & editing chapters.

The Mile will have to wait.