-Oliver wakes up and crawls into bed with me (a few toys in tow). He will snuggle in and drive his cars over me and my pillow and talk about whatever is on his mind. Sometimes he will bring a book or two. Yesterday, he brought a book we used to read a lot when he was little, "I took the moon for a walk." We read it and talked about related topics for awhile. Soon, I'll ask if he wants to get dressed and go get breakfast. We will talk about what to make for breakfast and our plans for the day.
-Saturday breakfast is often cinnamon French toast, fruit, and sausage. The little market near our house and in the same building as Oliver's pre-school always has fresh bread, so Joe usually picks me up a loaf of their amazing cinnamon bread on Friday's when he picks Oliver up from school.
-At 9:00am for the past year, we have been going to Spanish class on Saturday mornings. Oliver does not mind it and we have become friends with Drew and his mom, Tara. But, some mornings he would really rather stay home and play. To ease the transition out of the house, I offer that if he has a positive attitude and participates, he can choose the activity after Spanish. This has worked wonders, and he truly brings his best attitude to the class most weeks.
-Oliver always picks one of two activities for after Spanish:
1) "The train table", which is a toy store near us (about a mile) that does a great job of making available toys and games for kids to try out and, of course, they have a train table. The train table is not any better than the one we have at home, but Oliver loves to go there and play with it. Some days we spend the whole visit at the train table and other days we spend our time at the marble tracks, building activities, or playing games.
2) The latte shop and bookstore (Politics and Prose). We will have a latte/milk and a treat, usually a biscotti. I usually bring some cars to play with at the table and we will hang out playing and chatting. Sometimes we make it to the bookstore.
-If we go to the train table, we usually have lunch at "the Greek place" after.
Just down from the Greek place is a little barber shop. I always consider trying it, but we like the other place he goes and avoided the change. But, this week, his hair situation had really gotten out of control and I knew we would not make it to Georgetown for a cut. I suggested we check out the barber shop before going to lunch. He was game, but noted that since it was a new place they might or they might not have lolly pops. I agreed. We went, he did great, and they did a decent job. He was thrilled when they offered him a sucker after. I am happy we now have a barber much closer to home and a place that can easily be fit into our weekend routine.
Random side note about the hair cut: Shortly after Oliver started his cut, another little boy sat down in the chair next to him. The boy was the same age as Oliver, and his dad looked familiar. Then I realized, it was John King, the CNN news reporter.
Finally, the past couple weeks Oliver for unknown reasons has definitively started calling me "Mom" and Joe "Dad". This coincides with a burst of independence and generally maturity that makes us both happy for him and amazed again at how quickly he is growing up.
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