Ollie got a tractor recently with a few farm animals, and while showing it to his aunt Annie, she managed to convince him to equate the farm animals with Uncle Dale (a pig), Uncle Frankie (a horse), Uncle Darin (a sheep), and Grandma Vickie (a cow). So, now the question he asks me from time to time is why Grandma moos. We are going there over Thanksgiving, so maybe Grandma Vickie can answer that question herself (or have Annie answer it).
Don’t ever ask Ollie where he wants to eat—he’ll always say Maid Rite. He convinced us to go there Tuesday night where for once he ate most of his dinner. He loves the chicken fingers and the jukebox. He was so excited we couldn’t get him to lower his voice and the women beside us had to move in order to hear themselves speak!
October 26, 2006
October 24, 2006
Change
If you know Ollie at all, then you know he doesn’t take to change very well. He doesn’t like items to be added to or moved around in his room, insists on wearing the same pajamas every night and detests the start of new seasons and new clothing. This morning, he had to wear his new winter coat, and boy, did the tears flow. Switching from his Pooh coat to a heavier coat bummed him out.
I shoved the coat on his limp arms, picked him up and encouraged him to push the button to open the garage door. He managed it somehow through the tears and continued to protest about his new coat in the car. He took it off and screamed when his dad made him put on his coat again. Hopefully, it won’t be as big of a deal tomorrow morning,
If Annie ever moves out, Ollie will be getting her room. Imagine the fuss that big change is going to cause. The tears are sure to flow then, as he has to move to a whole new room. Maybe we’ll skip the fuss and move his daring sister in there. She’s sure to adapt more quickly than him.
I shoved the coat on his limp arms, picked him up and encouraged him to push the button to open the garage door. He managed it somehow through the tears and continued to protest about his new coat in the car. He took it off and screamed when his dad made him put on his coat again. Hopefully, it won’t be as big of a deal tomorrow morning,
If Annie ever moves out, Ollie will be getting her room. Imagine the fuss that big change is going to cause. The tears are sure to flow then, as he has to move to a whole new room. Maybe we’ll skip the fuss and move his daring sister in there. She’s sure to adapt more quickly than him.
October 23, 2006
Busy Weekend
Ollie and Tori had a very busy weekend. The activities started Friday night with my party at work. Ollie, of course, refused to eat, go on rides and have fun. Tori, on the other hand, took it all in. She rode the carousel and went on the big slide twice! She also ate a hot dog.
Saturday, the two spent most of the day at the Children’s Discovery Museum, where they played for three and a half hours. Ollie loved the trains and food market, while Tori liked splashing in the water and going down the slide. Ollie was scared of the big tooth and skeleton in the doctor’s area and a million other things, but seemed to have a lot of fun. They both liked picking up the life-size chess pieces and moving them across the board. Ollie also liked painting on the wall until he tripped on the mat and hit his head. He got a nice goose-egg bump out of that. Yes, right on the spot where his head was glued.
We went out to eat afterwards, where Ollie made a huge stink. It took me about 15 minutes outside to get him calmed down enough to go inside and eat. He was hungry and ate most of his mac and cheese, while his sister ate fries and stared at everyone. They took naps on the way home and once we got home. We were going to take them to the zoo on Saturday night for the Halloween walk, but they were tired and it was getting cold.
Sunday, Ollie spent all day home playing, most of it in his pajamas. I can safely say after this weekend that Ollie is not an extrovert. He is a homebody who has to be coaxed out of his hole from time to time.
More fun is planned for this weekend, including carving pumpkins and maybe going to Wildlife Prairie Park for their Halloween fun!
Saturday, the two spent most of the day at the Children’s Discovery Museum, where they played for three and a half hours. Ollie loved the trains and food market, while Tori liked splashing in the water and going down the slide. Ollie was scared of the big tooth and skeleton in the doctor’s area and a million other things, but seemed to have a lot of fun. They both liked picking up the life-size chess pieces and moving them across the board. Ollie also liked painting on the wall until he tripped on the mat and hit his head. He got a nice goose-egg bump out of that. Yes, right on the spot where his head was glued.
We went out to eat afterwards, where Ollie made a huge stink. It took me about 15 minutes outside to get him calmed down enough to go inside and eat. He was hungry and ate most of his mac and cheese, while his sister ate fries and stared at everyone. They took naps on the way home and once we got home. We were going to take them to the zoo on Saturday night for the Halloween walk, but they were tired and it was getting cold.
Sunday, Ollie spent all day home playing, most of it in his pajamas. I can safely say after this weekend that Ollie is not an extrovert. He is a homebody who has to be coaxed out of his hole from time to time.
More fun is planned for this weekend, including carving pumpkins and maybe going to Wildlife Prairie Park for their Halloween fun!
October 18, 2006
Party
“I don’t want to go to your party at work, Mama,” Ollie says. Two minutes later, “I want to go to your party with clowns and hot dogs and balloons,” he tells me.
We’ve been talking about this party since I told him about it on Saturday. He even told Annie all about it. Of course, he wanted to go then, but now he is waffling (until I tell him Tori is going). We go through this all of time. Back and forth, back and forth. Take Sunday afternoon, for example. We got some groceries at Walmart and then decided to get a couple of sandwiches at Subway. As soon as we walked in there, Ollie started screaming. We decided to leave, and then of course, he wanted to stay.
Three-year-olds. You never know from one day to the next what they are going to want, say or do. Wish us luck on Halloween. He insisted on a Buzz Lightyear costume but is now telling everyone that he is going to be a ghost!
We’ve been talking about this party since I told him about it on Saturday. He even told Annie all about it. Of course, he wanted to go then, but now he is waffling (until I tell him Tori is going). We go through this all of time. Back and forth, back and forth. Take Sunday afternoon, for example. We got some groceries at Walmart and then decided to get a couple of sandwiches at Subway. As soon as we walked in there, Ollie started screaming. We decided to leave, and then of course, he wanted to stay.
Three-year-olds. You never know from one day to the next what they are going to want, say or do. Wish us luck on Halloween. He insisted on a Buzz Lightyear costume but is now telling everyone that he is going to be a ghost!
October 16, 2006
Ollie the Doctor
If you have read Tori’s entry for today, then you know we spent an hour yesterday at the prompt care facility down the road. Tori gashed her head and had it glued, just like Ollie did at age 1. Anyway, Ollie came with us to the medical facility and behaved very well.
His only complaint was that it was taking too long “to make Tori feel better.” He watched her vitals being taken with earnest (no doubt he will be comparing the taking of her blood pressure to his taking of our blood pressure with his doctor’s kit). He also questioned the identity of each person who came into the room as well as what they were doing to his sister. He was pleased with the stickers the med tech gave him and ran away with Tori down the hall as the nurse was providing discharge instructions.
He was a good big brother until we got home, and then the fits started. This wasn’t right, that wasn’t right, etc. The old know-it-all Ollie was back. It was nice to know how helpful he could be in an emergency.
All in all, it was an eventful evening. Hopefully, we won’t repeat this with any future children, though I have my doubts. I was hoping the kids would be like their father, with no broken bones or stitches, but it looks like they are more accident prone like me. Lucky them.
With all the activity in our house--Tori running around with her face covered and turning around until she gets dizzy, while Ollie jumps from the couch to the bean bag and from the bed to the floor—we’re lucky that we have only had two accidents thus far. Keep your fingers crossed that we don’t have any more accidents for a while.
His only complaint was that it was taking too long “to make Tori feel better.” He watched her vitals being taken with earnest (no doubt he will be comparing the taking of her blood pressure to his taking of our blood pressure with his doctor’s kit). He also questioned the identity of each person who came into the room as well as what they were doing to his sister. He was pleased with the stickers the med tech gave him and ran away with Tori down the hall as the nurse was providing discharge instructions.
He was a good big brother until we got home, and then the fits started. This wasn’t right, that wasn’t right, etc. The old know-it-all Ollie was back. It was nice to know how helpful he could be in an emergency.
All in all, it was an eventful evening. Hopefully, we won’t repeat this with any future children, though I have my doubts. I was hoping the kids would be like their father, with no broken bones or stitches, but it looks like they are more accident prone like me. Lucky them.
With all the activity in our house--Tori running around with her face covered and turning around until she gets dizzy, while Ollie jumps from the couch to the bean bag and from the bed to the floor—we’re lucky that we have only had two accidents thus far. Keep your fingers crossed that we don’t have any more accidents for a while.
October 10, 2006
More quick pics
Non-stop talking is what Ollie does best. Next up is screaming. He screams when he's happy, he screams when he is mad, he screams and he screams. Luckily, when we tell him to stop he listens, usually. He'll then proceed to scream to test his limits with us. The limit isn't far as he's found out. He still keeps testing his boundaries and we've had to restrain some of his other boundaries, like climbing over the couch. He's getting too big to do that. Not to mention he tries to drag his sister every where he goes. She may be an unwilling cohort in his trouble making.
His other recent obsession is hiding. The problem is he hides in the same place every time. Then he tells us to 'look for me every where'. It doesn't take long and we find him with ease. He doesn't quite get hide-n-seek, but he likes playing in the toy box.
His other recent obsession is hiding. The problem is he hides in the same place every time. Then he tells us to 'look for me every where'. It doesn't take long and we find him with ease. He doesn't quite get hide-n-seek, but he likes playing in the toy box.
I'm Not Going To Sharon's
That's what I heard this morning from Ollie when he got up. He insisted that he wasn't going as he snuggled under the covers on the couch and watched cartoons. Much to my surprise, he got dressed without a fuss but insisted again he wasn't going when his dad got downstairs. That's when his dad mentioned how he hadn't wanted to leave the sitter's the day before. A fight ensued when we left, but once in the car, Ollie settled down and started talking about gas stations. Once at the gas station, he got into the front seat and proceeded to tell me that he had talked to Sharon's son Aaron about me. "What did you tell him, Ollie?" I asked. "That you're my mom," Ollie replied. And that was the end of that conversation. He was on to another subject leaving me wondering what he tells the babysitter. Ahh…the life of a three-year-old.
October 09, 2006
Watch Me!
That's Ollie's new motto these days. He wants your undivided attention for everything he does from eating to playing. You cannot not watch him. He is also getting sassy in his old age, backtalking about everything. "Nuh-uh," he says when you tell him he that you are going to do such and such if he doesn't behave. We pick and choose our battles with this and are hoping it is a phase.
October 03, 2006
TV Boy
After a crappy dinner last night, Ollie spent the rest of the night glued in front of the TV. He did not want to play outside with his sister. Nottie the elf and Little Bear was calling his name. Snacks, or rather dinner, for the night included pizza and milk. Yes, he is on a milk kick. Two weeks ago, juice was his favorite. Now it's milk. Fickle, fickle!
October 02, 2006
Froggy
Ollie found a small frog in the mums this weekend. He and Tori watched it closely for some time but were not found of holding it. We thought the frog had left but found it again yesterday on the water spout. I guess it has found a home in my mums.
Yesterday, we spent much of the day outside where it felt like summer. Ollie and Tori played all day long in the sunshine and kept their eye on us. After I broke the pumpkin for the light, Annie brought home a new one. Ollie helped his dad put ont eh face and is looking forward to the pumpkin being put up tonight.
Ollie is all set to be Buzz Lightyear again and has tried on his costume a few times. He wanted to be a green lady bug to go with his red lady bug sister, but that idea has seemed to pass. Whew! I wasn't sure where I was going to find that costume. Anyway, all is well with Ollie. He talks incessantly, demanding that you watch him do everything, but other than that, he appears to be fine and looking forward to the pumpkin lantern.
Yesterday, we spent much of the day outside where it felt like summer. Ollie and Tori played all day long in the sunshine and kept their eye on us. After I broke the pumpkin for the light, Annie brought home a new one. Ollie helped his dad put ont eh face and is looking forward to the pumpkin being put up tonight.
Ollie is all set to be Buzz Lightyear again and has tried on his costume a few times. He wanted to be a green lady bug to go with his red lady bug sister, but that idea has seemed to pass. Whew! I wasn't sure where I was going to find that costume. Anyway, all is well with Ollie. He talks incessantly, demanding that you watch him do everything, but other than that, he appears to be fine and looking forward to the pumpkin lantern.
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