A Trip to Sam’s Club
I took Katya to Sam’s Club tonight. I wanted to get new formula for Bethany, in the hopes that it would fill her up more and help her to sleep through the night. (Her current formula is the “gentle” mixture and is advertised as being “easy to digest”. We’re hoping that a less easy to digest formulation stays in her belly longer and keeps her full longer.) Christine mentioned needing milk, eggs, and wet wipes too. Katya had a lot of fun on her daddy/daughter night. She chattered to me the entire drive to and from Sam’s Club.
We drilled counting from 10-20. Every time we got to 20, she wanted to start over and do it again. I think teachers resist drilling students because they (teachers) find it boring and repetitive—not because students don’t learn from it.
Katya trotted around the store, in front of my cart. She was quite animated the entire time and had a lot of fun helping me find the things on my list. She even found the milk before I did.
She said “there’s the milk” and pointed to straight to a case filled with sausage. I told her it wasn’t milk and she insisted that it was. I said that it was sausage and she said that it was milk “in there”. I finally bent down and looked at it from her eye level. On the bottom level, you can see through to the rack behind the shelf. She was looking at that level, seeing the milk that was on the opposite aisle, around the corner. She was right—it was milk “in there”.
As we were driving home, she said “I’m tired” and then proceeded to yawn the entire drive home, sometimes quite theatrically. When we got home, I was able to put her straight to bed. I found out that Esther was already sound asleep. She’d gone to bed around 1830 or 1900, shortly after I left for Sam’s Club.