On Thursday afternoon I really wanted to go outside but Kiddo was adamantly against it (as he is to most of my suggestions these days) and since I had a headache, 4 hours of sleep and we had gone to Manhattan at 7:30 in the morning for an appointment, I didn't press the issue. Of course, lack of exercise soon led to craziness to which I responded, "if you don't want to go outside you need to demonstrate to me that you can control your energy." I think it was pure coincidence, but he did calm down for the rest of the afternoon and evening, even for bedtime, which I normally term "the hour of insanity."
After I told him he needed to dial it down I suggested he do some art. I gave him a box of collage materials, a piece of paper and some glue (because of course I have 12 bottles). To my utter amazement he worked very quietly for 45 minutes. I loved that he focused so well on this without my saying anything.
A lot of that time was spent examining and sorting the collage materials.
And dumping them out.Predictably, he chose the numbers as his main material.Total concentration.He was very intent that the glue was very precisely placed.The ghost of an 8.What it looked like when he decided he needed a snack:
He even cleaned up well, thanks to my best friend, Clifford the Big Red Dog.