Now that he has turned 5, Ollie has become a little snottier. He likes to tease his sister--"Hey, Tori, look at the ice cream I've got." He likes to tell us that we don't know what we are talking about--"You said that I only had one minute to play, so I am not going to play." (We never mentioned one minute only; we told him that we weren't going to sit by the playground forever.) He likes to play jokes on us, but doesn't want us to play jokes on him--"Mom, I'm not made of puppy dog tails and snails." He has been in more trouble this week than ever. i so love the age of 5.
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