Sleep was not Ollie's priority last night. His mama tried putting him in bed at 8, when he usually goes to bed. He wouldn't lay down, yelled like a howler monkey and threw a fit. So, he was let up for awhile. I got home from a little before 9 and he was laying on his mom's stomach. He didn't want to go to sleep. I took him so she could get a break and laid him on my shoulder. He kept grinding his teeth and playing with the pillow. He rolled around a bit on me, but wouldn't go to sleep.
I put him in bed at 9. He was exhausted, but still didn't want to sleep. He tried getting up, but I forced him to lay down and put the blankets on him. He started howling again as soon as I left the room. It only lasted 15 or 20 minutes before he settled down and went to sleep. This morning he woke up easily, but was still crabby. Hopefully he will get a decent nap today and be happy when he comes from the sitters tonight.
January 14, 2005
January 13, 2005
Make that 2
Two nights in a row that Ollie has woken up crying. We are guessing he is getting more molars. He usually settles down after a few minutes and goes back to sleep, but it is unusual for him to wake up. Apparently, he had a plastic ring in his mouth all day long yesterday at the sitters. It was all the way back in his mouth. He has been slobbering a lot more recently too. He has been pretty good about it all while he's awake. He plays, but occasionally gets crabby.
He'll finally get all his teeth in and then it'll be time for them to fall out! He won't let us look anymore and sticking your finger in his mouth to check is a painful idea. You're likely to come back with a nub!
In other Ollie news, he behaved himself for the most part at dinner last night. We got a quick bite at a fast food place before we ran errands. He likes chicken strips now, so he won't just have French Fries for dinner anymore. Nutritional pillars we are not. I also got to wear a French Fry on my butt after he wiped them all off the table. He also spit his lemonade out and drank our pop like last time. It must be because of the location, location, location. I'm hoping his table manners improve or his parents will be wearing his dinner more often!
He'll finally get all his teeth in and then it'll be time for them to fall out! He won't let us look anymore and sticking your finger in his mouth to check is a painful idea. You're likely to come back with a nub!
In other Ollie news, he behaved himself for the most part at dinner last night. We got a quick bite at a fast food place before we ran errands. He likes chicken strips now, so he won't just have French Fries for dinner anymore. Nutritional pillars we are not. I also got to wear a French Fry on my butt after he wiped them all off the table. He also spit his lemonade out and drank our pop like last time. It must be because of the location, location, location. I'm hoping his table manners improve or his parents will be wearing his dinner more often!
January 12, 2005
Just Like Dad
Ollie isn't really with it this morning, just like his dad. He has been hard to wake up this past week and has seemed a bit out of it once he is up. That changes by the time I pick him up.
This morning for breakfast Ollie had a Hot Dog and chips while he ignored his Trix and spit his apple juice out. We are raising a health conscious child. Luckily he likes fruit and vegetables. Meat on the other hand isn't a favorite, but he loves Dot dogs as he calls them. I hope his diet changes as he gets older. We'll see.
I changed the how you make comments as you see below. If you want to leave a message to Ollie, you can do that after each post.
This morning for breakfast Ollie had a Hot Dog and chips while he ignored his Trix and spit his apple juice out. We are raising a health conscious child. Luckily he likes fruit and vegetables. Meat on the other hand isn't a favorite, but he loves Dot dogs as he calls them. I hope his diet changes as he gets older. We'll see.
I changed the how you make comments as you see below. If you want to leave a message to Ollie, you can do that after each post.
January 11, 2005
Parents Meet Henry (pronounced Ornery)
At dinner last night we met a new gentleman. Not very gentle, but it was definitely a new person. We went to eat at Chili's and were seated promptly. Then Henry was introduced.
He started out by grabbing the ketchup, opening the lid, squeezing and shaking the bottle. He then laughed maniacally as we tried to stop any ketchup from coming out. Next, he turned over the salt and pepper shakers while grabbing the sugar packets and trying to fling them every where. He then started going crawling across the table and drinking out of our cokes. Next he had a drink of his own milk, said 'YUCK' and spit it out on the table. He repeated this act several times. Next was the water. It didn't make it as far in his mouth as the milk had before it was spewed on the table. Every action was completed with the same maniacal laugh.
He was spanked and cried and taken outside to settle down. Outside he jumped on the waiting benches and laughed the same laugh. He was brought back in a little calmer and he was held until our dinner arrived by his momma. He scarfed almost everything in his reach. We thought that Henry had left us, but it was only temporarily. He dipped his food in the sauce and fed it to me several times. Of course I had to catch the sauce while it dripped off the food on the way to my mouth. Eventually the meal ended and he was ready to go, or so we thought.
We reached the car and tried to place Henry in his seat. He jumped out, grabbed the back of the front seat and laughed maniacally. He resisted all attempts to put him in his seat. He jumped out a second time before he was corralled into his seat. But the fun didn't stop there! While he was protesting the torture of being put in his seat he slapped his mom twice! Then the maniacal laugh returned. He was straight-jacketed into his seat and was calm for the ride home.
Once we were home, he was crabby for the rest of the night and even partially woke up to cry before we went to bed. He hasn't done that in ages, but fell back to sleep on his own without being picked up. He slept through the rest of the night.
This morning Ollie seemed to have returned and Henry has left us for now. I don't think this will be the last we see of him since he is nearing the terrible two's. We can't wait for his 3rd birthday.
He started out by grabbing the ketchup, opening the lid, squeezing and shaking the bottle. He then laughed maniacally as we tried to stop any ketchup from coming out. Next, he turned over the salt and pepper shakers while grabbing the sugar packets and trying to fling them every where. He then started going crawling across the table and drinking out of our cokes. Next he had a drink of his own milk, said 'YUCK' and spit it out on the table. He repeated this act several times. Next was the water. It didn't make it as far in his mouth as the milk had before it was spewed on the table. Every action was completed with the same maniacal laugh.
He was spanked and cried and taken outside to settle down. Outside he jumped on the waiting benches and laughed the same laugh. He was brought back in a little calmer and he was held until our dinner arrived by his momma. He scarfed almost everything in his reach. We thought that Henry had left us, but it was only temporarily. He dipped his food in the sauce and fed it to me several times. Of course I had to catch the sauce while it dripped off the food on the way to my mouth. Eventually the meal ended and he was ready to go, or so we thought.
We reached the car and tried to place Henry in his seat. He jumped out, grabbed the back of the front seat and laughed maniacally. He resisted all attempts to put him in his seat. He jumped out a second time before he was corralled into his seat. But the fun didn't stop there! While he was protesting the torture of being put in his seat he slapped his mom twice! Then the maniacal laugh returned. He was straight-jacketed into his seat and was calm for the ride home.
Once we were home, he was crabby for the rest of the night and even partially woke up to cry before we went to bed. He hasn't done that in ages, but fell back to sleep on his own without being picked up. He slept through the rest of the night.
This morning Ollie seemed to have returned and Henry has left us for now. I don't think this will be the last we see of him since he is nearing the terrible two's. We can't wait for his 3rd birthday.
January 10, 2005
X-Mas 2:The Return of Santa
Santa came again this weekend as Ollie's Grandparents and Aunt and Uncle came to town. Ollie probably doubled his present total to date.
The presents, limited to my memory, included:
1. Clothes
2. Little People Farm
3. Pulling caterpillar
4. Pulling toy with lights and spinning ball
5. Lego's
6. Sesame Street cars and carrier
7. Stackable cars
8. A Recliner (which the cats enjoy too)
9. His name scripted on a banner from Spain.
10. A few other things, that I've forgotten already.
He was when everyone first arrived, but was comfortable with them by the time they left. Weather shortened the trip, but they still made it up. The rest of the weekend Ollie played with his toys and wore a new set of clothes. We ran around town a bit on Sunday and he enjoyed the time out. The snow was turning into slush by then, so we didn't play in it. There is plenty of time for that later this winter. Besides, we still have to get Ollie to wear his hat and gloves for more then 10 seconds.
The presents, limited to my memory, included:
1. Clothes
2. Little People Farm
3. Pulling caterpillar
4. Pulling toy with lights and spinning ball
5. Lego's
6. Sesame Street cars and carrier
7. Stackable cars
8. A Recliner (which the cats enjoy too)
9. His name scripted on a banner from Spain.
10. A few other things, that I've forgotten already.
He was when everyone first arrived, but was comfortable with them by the time they left. Weather shortened the trip, but they still made it up. The rest of the weekend Ollie played with his toys and wore a new set of clothes. We ran around town a bit on Sunday and he enjoyed the time out. The snow was turning into slush by then, so we didn't play in it. There is plenty of time for that later this winter. Besides, we still have to get Ollie to wear his hat and gloves for more then 10 seconds.
January 07, 2005
Memories
Ollie won't have many memories of this age in his life. He is learning so much that his brain doesn't have room for what he was crying about 5 minutes ago. He won't remember his bubble baths with bubbles on his head, cussing for the first time at the tender age of 19 months or his crash with the entertainment center. That is why this blog is here. Not only will he be able to know what happened to him, his parents will have a resource for when he asks a question about his development that we don't remember. It is also here to post pictures of things he may one day become embarrassed about.
Some day he'll ask why his forehead is shiny in the picture. We'll be able to tell him that the entertainment center had it out for him and got in his way while running underneath a blanket. Those entertainment centers are tricksy fellows if they have it out for you.
Some day he'll ask why his forehead is shiny in the picture. We'll be able to tell him that the entertainment center had it out for him and got in his way while running underneath a blanket. Those entertainment centers are tricksy fellows if they have it out for you.
January 06, 2005
Inbox
On one or our trips home, I brought back my old toy box. It was in pretty bad shape, the paint was faded, the decals were torn and the wooden box was majorly dented. We repainted it red on the outside and blue on the inside. We made a lid for it and covered it with fabric so it could double as a bench for Ollie. We also added a few wooden animals that we got from a craft store and painted them multiple colors.
We then bought a cheap bag of toys at a garage sale. It consisted of blocks that can be put together. This combination has turned into a toy of its own.
He'll get in and flail around, get out and start it all over again. He'll also shut the lid and make his Mama and Dadda sit on it with him. Because sitting on a toy box together is so much fun! It is a close runner up to fake sleeping, I'm so glad I taught him that!
We then bought a cheap bag of toys at a garage sale. It consisted of blocks that can be put together. This combination has turned into a toy of its own.
He'll get in and flail around, get out and start it all over again. He'll also shut the lid and make his Mama and Dadda sit on it with him. Because sitting on a toy box together is so much fun! It is a close runner up to fake sleeping, I'm so glad I taught him that!
January 05, 2005
Jungle Gym
We moved the cat tower inside when we put plastic up on our sliding door. It has given them something else to play on and an escape from Ollie. It has turned into a play toy for Ollie.
Not only does he crawl through the top and bottom tubes, he plays hide and seek with the different tubes. We used to play a game where I would put my head in the bottom one, he would look through the middle one into the whole, grab at my face and laugh. Then he would get out and jump/fall on my chest, then he'd repeat. The bigger he gets the more I hope he won't jump on me. One day he'll knock the wind out of me. That'll be the last game of jump on dad's chest for fun.
Not only does he crawl through the top and bottom tubes, he plays hide and seek with the different tubes. We used to play a game where I would put my head in the bottom one, he would look through the middle one into the whole, grab at my face and laugh. Then he would get out and jump/fall on my chest, then he'd repeat. The bigger he gets the more I hope he won't jump on me. One day he'll knock the wind out of me. That'll be the last game of jump on dad's chest for fun.
January 04, 2005
Fashion
Fashion sense was at the forefront at the end of 2004. Ollie decided to take a few risks in his head wear. He still won't wear a hat and gloves outside when it is cold, but he will wear pants on his head inside.
For some unknown reason he started putting these on his head one night. He had trouble getting them on, so we had to assist. If you look close enough in the first picture, you will notice the sandals that must be worn with pajamas. They are highly fashionable and you can hardly tell he is wearing them until you get stomped in the chest. As you can also see this is when glue on the head was still fashionable. If only the entertainment center had moved this trend in fashion would have never occurred. Luckily Ollie is whole again and his fashion sense was only temporarily changed.
January 03, 2005
When We Left Off...
We were about to start our Christmas break. Ollie had a lot of time with his parents at home. His schedule got a bit out of wack. One day he didn't even nap, but went to bed early and slept through the night. He still went to bed before 10 each night and slept later to compensate, so we got to sleep in too. He had his moments, both good and bad.
Christmas started with a big meal on Christmas Eve. Christmas morning Ollie was ready for presents. He got everyone up at 8 am to open presents. We started sorting and as soon as the first present was out, he started ripping. We had to put them where he couldn't reach them so he could open them with everyone. He opened the paper and left most everything in the box. Once everything was out of the box, he went from one present to another and played with them. He ended up with quite a few presents.
He got:
1. A YMCA Elmo.
2. Toy Vacuum cleaner (very annoying - thanks to his Aunt).
3. A play center with various activities.
4. A leap frog drum (thanks to his uncle).
5. A Sit & Spin that plays music (thanks to his Aunt).
6. A ball that goes nuts when shaken (thanks to another Uncle).
7. A Dr. Suess book that has yet to read fully, like his other books.
8. A leap frog play table from his Grandpa Lanny.
9. A potty (a bit early, but he can get used to the idea).
10. A monkey flashlight from his sitter.
His Christmas haul isn't over yet. He has 2 more visits from his grandparents coming. My parents are coming this weekend and his Grandma Vicki (or Fifi as he pronounces it) is coming the 21st. He should be well stocked by then.
Ollie also turned into a mimic over the holidays. You say something, he repeats it! So, we were a bit surprised when he started saying "Oh F$!k" repeatedly. We had to substitute "oh Duck" to prevent him from cussing further. Now we catch ourselves and hope he doesn't hear it. This won't be easy.
The pictures from Christmas are still in the camera, so a picture of Ollie with his Ronda hat that he got for St. Nick's day will have to do for now.
Yes, the crazy faces have exploded as well over the holidays, this is one of the many new ones. The funniest is when he shoves 2 fingers up his nostrils, laughs and runs away from you, trying to breath. Apparently it is really funny to him. I'm sure he'll be subdued in the weeks to come with the extra people around, so they probably won't be seen much. Glad I have pictures to embarrass him with later in life.
Christmas started with a big meal on Christmas Eve. Christmas morning Ollie was ready for presents. He got everyone up at 8 am to open presents. We started sorting and as soon as the first present was out, he started ripping. We had to put them where he couldn't reach them so he could open them with everyone. He opened the paper and left most everything in the box. Once everything was out of the box, he went from one present to another and played with them. He ended up with quite a few presents.
He got:
1. A YMCA Elmo.
2. Toy Vacuum cleaner (very annoying - thanks to his Aunt).
3. A play center with various activities.
4. A leap frog drum (thanks to his uncle).
5. A Sit & Spin that plays music (thanks to his Aunt).
6. A ball that goes nuts when shaken (thanks to another Uncle).
7. A Dr. Suess book that has yet to read fully, like his other books.
8. A leap frog play table from his Grandpa Lanny.
9. A potty (a bit early, but he can get used to the idea).
10. A monkey flashlight from his sitter.
His Christmas haul isn't over yet. He has 2 more visits from his grandparents coming. My parents are coming this weekend and his Grandma Vicki (or Fifi as he pronounces it) is coming the 21st. He should be well stocked by then.
Ollie also turned into a mimic over the holidays. You say something, he repeats it! So, we were a bit surprised when he started saying "Oh F$!k" repeatedly. We had to substitute "oh Duck" to prevent him from cussing further. Now we catch ourselves and hope he doesn't hear it. This won't be easy.
The pictures from Christmas are still in the camera, so a picture of Ollie with his Ronda hat that he got for St. Nick's day will have to do for now.
Yes, the crazy faces have exploded as well over the holidays, this is one of the many new ones. The funniest is when he shoves 2 fingers up his nostrils, laughs and runs away from you, trying to breath. Apparently it is really funny to him. I'm sure he'll be subdued in the weeks to come with the extra people around, so they probably won't be seen much. Glad I have pictures to embarrass him with later in life.
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