H is the shape the 3 of us make when we sleep in our bed together. I know this because we've made an H the last 2 nights because of Ollies teeth. His teeth have woken him up the last couple of nights between 2 and 3, then he has come to sleep with us. He falls back to sleep easily, us, not so much. We are getting a small reminder of what a newborn is like, but newborns wake more and don't force you to the edge of your bed.
I'm hoping he doesn't get used to sleeping in our bed with us. It'll be a bear to break him of that habit. The good part of it is that he is getting used to sleeping in a regular bed, but he turns himself around while sleeping. That may take a bit of work, but he'll get there eventually. We then get to start the cycle all over with Tori. If we are lucky, she won't have gastric and will sleep through the night before 9 months. Then we can transition Ollie to a regular bed, potty train him and send him out into the real world for a job. I guess we can wait until his adult teeth come in before he has to get a job.
April 07, 2005
April 05, 2005
Revenge of The Teeth
Molar 1 is through on the bottom, molar 2 was on its way out before Ollie's bedtime last night. We prepared thoroughly, we gave him medicine and hoped for the best. The best didn't come, but a tooth did.
He awoke around 1:30 with a holler and a wail. We tried calming him with the usual tactics, but the dice kept coming up craps. We put him in bed with us for a few minutes and he calmed down. In my fuzzy state of alertness, I couldn't add 8 + 6 to get 2 am (8 pm and 6 hrs wait for another dose), so I said he couldn't have medicine. After being corrected, it processed correctly through the haze in my brain and Ollie received more pain medicine. He went back to bed with a holler and a wail, but settled down for a long winters nap, or so we thought.
An hour later, he awoke with a shriek. Calming techniques and our bed did nothing this time around, so back to his own bed he went. The hollering, wailing and shrieking of 1000 toddlers not wanting to go to bed ensued. He woke up others in the house and ensured his parents were bright and cheery in the morning. Sleep ensued for him in about 10 minutes for the rest of the night. His parents watched the clock pass the time, we could've followed his lead and yelled ourselves to sleep. That wouldn't have gone well with everyone in the house and probably would've started Ollie's cycle all over again. I fell asleep at some point, but I think Tori kept her Mama up much longer.
He awoke around 1:30 with a holler and a wail. We tried calming him with the usual tactics, but the dice kept coming up craps. We put him in bed with us for a few minutes and he calmed down. In my fuzzy state of alertness, I couldn't add 8 + 6 to get 2 am (8 pm and 6 hrs wait for another dose), so I said he couldn't have medicine. After being corrected, it processed correctly through the haze in my brain and Ollie received more pain medicine. He went back to bed with a holler and a wail, but settled down for a long winters nap, or so we thought.
An hour later, he awoke with a shriek. Calming techniques and our bed did nothing this time around, so back to his own bed he went. The hollering, wailing and shrieking of 1000 toddlers not wanting to go to bed ensued. He woke up others in the house and ensured his parents were bright and cheery in the morning. Sleep ensued for him in about 10 minutes for the rest of the night. His parents watched the clock pass the time, we could've followed his lead and yelled ourselves to sleep. That wouldn't have gone well with everyone in the house and probably would've started Ollie's cycle all over again. I fell asleep at some point, but I think Tori kept her Mama up much longer.
April 04, 2005
No Picture, Picture
We had everything setup for Ollie to get his 2 year picture taken at a new photography studio that opened. He had his hair cut on Saturday and didn't look much like a peacock anymore, so he was ready to go. Before we got there, we started with the wardrobe issue. Would it be Tigger or Mickey on his shirt. After much debate Ollie chose Mickey. Ollie 'told' us that he wanted to wear the Mickey clothes by getting extremely excited when we showed it to him. He also had a fit when we tried to get the Tigger clothes on him, so it was easy to tell what he wanted.
We got to the studio 20 minutes early and it took Ollie about 20 minutes to warm up to playing with the lego's. We have lego's at home, so he was definitely feeling scared/shy with being there. It came time for Ollie's picture to be taken, or so we thought. They pulled the back screen down for him, but he wasn't budging out of our arms. We could get him to touch his feet to the ground while we were holding him, but that was as far as he would go.
We moved him to the background where they would take the pictures and tried to get him detached from us enough for them to take a picture. It happened, but not long enough for them to get a picture. He stood there with stuffed dogs at his feet, but with his head down. His mama cleared out of the way, but I was within walking distance for him and he made a beeline for me. We then tried to sit him on my lap for head shots. Apparently, there was velcro between my body and his head, because it was difficult to get his head off my chest for a picture. After 20 minutes of trying to get him to situp and smile, we gave up. We went home empty handed after they were only able to get a few attempted photos. Ollie's velcro wasn't wearing off any time soon, so it looks like we won't be getting a 2 year picture of Ollie. Snapshots will have to do for the time being.
We got to the studio 20 minutes early and it took Ollie about 20 minutes to warm up to playing with the lego's. We have lego's at home, so he was definitely feeling scared/shy with being there. It came time for Ollie's picture to be taken, or so we thought. They pulled the back screen down for him, but he wasn't budging out of our arms. We could get him to touch his feet to the ground while we were holding him, but that was as far as he would go.
We moved him to the background where they would take the pictures and tried to get him detached from us enough for them to take a picture. It happened, but not long enough for them to get a picture. He stood there with stuffed dogs at his feet, but with his head down. His mama cleared out of the way, but I was within walking distance for him and he made a beeline for me. We then tried to sit him on my lap for head shots. Apparently, there was velcro between my body and his head, because it was difficult to get his head off my chest for a picture. After 20 minutes of trying to get him to situp and smile, we gave up. We went home empty handed after they were only able to get a few attempted photos. Ollie's velcro wasn't wearing off any time soon, so it looks like we won't be getting a 2 year picture of Ollie. Snapshots will have to do for the time being.
March 31, 2005
No Sleep 'til Bedtime
NO
SLEEP
'TIL
BEDTIME
(sung to the Beastie Boys 'No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn')
Ollie hasn't gotten a nap. He didn't get one yesterday and it showed. He fell asleep on the way home, got up for 30 minutes at home and we put him back to bed. He slept until we got his crabby butt up at 7 for a bath and snacks since he hadn't eaten. He stayed up until 10 and slept until this morning. It turns out it was probably a good idea to get him up or we would've been up 3 hours earlier as well. That wouldn't have been good for this non-morning father.
We aren't sure if he got a nap on Monday or Tuesday either. He fell asleep both days on the way to get his Mom from work, but woke up and was in a decent mood both days until bedtime. The sitter said she'd make sure he got a nap today. Hopefully we won't have a grumpy monkey this afternoon.
SLEEP
'TIL
BEDTIME
(sung to the Beastie Boys 'No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn')
Ollie hasn't gotten a nap. He didn't get one yesterday and it showed. He fell asleep on the way home, got up for 30 minutes at home and we put him back to bed. He slept until we got his crabby butt up at 7 for a bath and snacks since he hadn't eaten. He stayed up until 10 and slept until this morning. It turns out it was probably a good idea to get him up or we would've been up 3 hours earlier as well. That wouldn't have been good for this non-morning father.
We aren't sure if he got a nap on Monday or Tuesday either. He fell asleep both days on the way to get his Mom from work, but woke up and was in a decent mood both days until bedtime. The sitter said she'd make sure he got a nap today. Hopefully we won't have a grumpy monkey this afternoon.
March 30, 2005
March 29, 2005
Olive Eater
Ollie loves to eat Olives. He gets this trait from his Mama, she loves them, I hate them. Ollie created a new way eat Olives, so I created this short video for everyone to see.
Ollie the Olive Eater
I had to take down the video of his birthday cake to get this one up because we are running out of space. If you want a copy of that video, let me know and I'll email it to you.
Ollie the Olive Eater
I had to take down the video of his birthday cake to get this one up because we are running out of space. If you want a copy of that video, let me know and I'll email it to you.
March 28, 2005
Devil Inside
Over the long weekend we did some shopping with Ollie. I returned a shower curtain to a store and gave Ollie the receipt to play with on the way to the car. This proved to be a mistake. About half way to the car, I noticed that Ollie had dropped the receipt. I asked him if he had dropped it. Of course I got no response, so I turned around and picked it up and foolishly gave it back to him.
He proceeded to throw it down and laugh maniacally. This had now become a game. I picked the receipt and the pace to the car up. He continued to throw it and laugh. It must've been a fun game to make your parent pick up things, because he sure enjoyed it.
Since it was Easter weekend we also dyed eggs. We only did 12 this year. Ollie still doesn't know what is going on, but he had fun with it. We had 6 colors ready for dunking. Ollie wanted his eggs to be multi-colored, so he threw 1 egg into the dye, then another on top of it, cracking the eggs. All the while he was cackling maniacally.
When a cup was empty of eggs, Ollie would grab a spoon and pretend to dye eggs. His dyeing technique with an empty mug consisted of getting a spoonful of dye and flinging it into the air while laughing maniacally. I was glad I put paper down on the counter, it helped, but the counter was still multi-colored. Ollie's pants were ruined from the dye, his hands were the color of rainbows and there was dye all over the counter. We cleaned up the spills and the dye on the counter and gave Ollie a bath.
The next morning, Ollie got up early for Easter. He received Lego's, a Baby Einstein video (of which he watched 10 minutes), a spinning Incredible toy and CANDY! He ate 2 of the bunnies and parts of 3 suckers. This sent him into a sugar rush and he ran around the house for a few hours laughing maniacally. Later in the day, he found his squirt bottle and he knows how to use it.
First he attacked Darin (after prodding from his father) and he soaked him. We went upstairs to get Annie. He also got his Mama and quite a few of his sisters clothes wet. Finally he woke Dale while he was sleeping with a good shower from the bottle. All this while laughing maniacally. Yes, he enjoys mischief a bit too much.
His devil horns and tail receded this morning, but his crabby claws came back out. I'm just waiting for the peaceful calm we experienced last week to return. As if there is a peaceful calm with a toddler.
A Calmer Ollie
He proceeded to throw it down and laugh maniacally. This had now become a game. I picked the receipt and the pace to the car up. He continued to throw it and laugh. It must've been a fun game to make your parent pick up things, because he sure enjoyed it.
Since it was Easter weekend we also dyed eggs. We only did 12 this year. Ollie still doesn't know what is going on, but he had fun with it. We had 6 colors ready for dunking. Ollie wanted his eggs to be multi-colored, so he threw 1 egg into the dye, then another on top of it, cracking the eggs. All the while he was cackling maniacally.
When a cup was empty of eggs, Ollie would grab a spoon and pretend to dye eggs. His dyeing technique with an empty mug consisted of getting a spoonful of dye and flinging it into the air while laughing maniacally. I was glad I put paper down on the counter, it helped, but the counter was still multi-colored. Ollie's pants were ruined from the dye, his hands were the color of rainbows and there was dye all over the counter. We cleaned up the spills and the dye on the counter and gave Ollie a bath.
The next morning, Ollie got up early for Easter. He received Lego's, a Baby Einstein video (of which he watched 10 minutes), a spinning Incredible toy and CANDY! He ate 2 of the bunnies and parts of 3 suckers. This sent him into a sugar rush and he ran around the house for a few hours laughing maniacally. Later in the day, he found his squirt bottle and he knows how to use it.
First he attacked Darin (after prodding from his father) and he soaked him. We went upstairs to get Annie. He also got his Mama and quite a few of his sisters clothes wet. Finally he woke Dale while he was sleeping with a good shower from the bottle. All this while laughing maniacally. Yes, he enjoys mischief a bit too much.
His devil horns and tail receded this morning, but his crabby claws came back out. I'm just waiting for the peaceful calm we experienced last week to return. As if there is a peaceful calm with a toddler.
March 24, 2005
Battle Arrival
We already know there will be a rematch of Ollie vs. the Tree. The only answer we don't have is how will the combatants arrive to the battle. The tree isn't going anywhere (as long a lightning doesn't hit it), Ollie must go to it. He could always walk to the battle, but that would be disrespectful of such a great warrior. In the place of his feet we have gotten Ollie a horse.
This is one of the few horse we could get that would be willing to carry Ollie. Besides that, he lives with us, so he gets nominated.
Since Ollie will be doing the actual fighting, I must direct him in his battle. That makes me a general and all generals must have a hat.
Going over secret plans!
This is one of the few horse we could get that would be willing to carry Ollie. Besides that, he lives with us, so he gets nominated.
Since Ollie will be doing the actual fighting, I must direct him in his battle. That makes me a general and all generals must have a hat.
I was awarded the hat by Warrior Ollie himself, so I must be doing something right. Now that I have a hat and the battle plans have been made, it is off to do battle with the trees. Unfortunately, none are ready to fall, so no battle will occur any time soon. I guess we'll take a nap instead.
March 23, 2005
Have Stick, Will Fight
Sticks are amazing things. They can be swung around like a sword. They can be used like drumsticks. They can be their own catapult if you hit a tree hard enough in the right spot. They can also be used to herd cattle (in our case cats) back into the house.
A few weeks back, when Ollie was done with his outdoor chalk, he found a stick. He immediately assumed the sword fighting position and swung it as fast as he could. This of course scared the holy-living hell out of the cats and a couple ran into the house. The stupid ones waiting until the stick swinger got close enough to wack them with it, like in the game wack-a-mole. He didn't actually hit them, just poked them a bit with the stick of death. Piper just hunkered down and took it. She wasn't going inside no matter how many pokes she received.
That became boring soon enough, so Ollie went after the tree. The tree was a more formidable opponent and it had the possibility to fight back. This time it didn't break the stick and send it flying back at the assailant. It took it like a gentletree.
Since the tree wasn't yielding, Ollie's arm got tired and he retired for the day. There will come a day, however, when the battle will rage on. Toddler and stick vs. Tree 2, should be an entertaining bout.
A few weeks back, when Ollie was done with his outdoor chalk, he found a stick. He immediately assumed the sword fighting position and swung it as fast as he could. This of course scared the holy-living hell out of the cats and a couple ran into the house. The stupid ones waiting until the stick swinger got close enough to wack them with it, like in the game wack-a-mole. He didn't actually hit them, just poked them a bit with the stick of death. Piper just hunkered down and took it. She wasn't going inside no matter how many pokes she received.
That became boring soon enough, so Ollie went after the tree. The tree was a more formidable opponent and it had the possibility to fight back. This time it didn't break the stick and send it flying back at the assailant. It took it like a gentletree.
Since the tree wasn't yielding, Ollie's arm got tired and he retired for the day. There will come a day, however, when the battle will rage on. Toddler and stick vs. Tree 2, should be an entertaining bout.
March 22, 2005
Rough Teeth
We picked Ollie up from the sitter's yesterday, his cheeks were red and he had a fever. He got medicine when we got home and he was his normal self until he went to bed. He was in bed a little earlier than usual, so it wasn't a big surprise when he woke up at 11:30 with another fever. His mom had to hold him while I gave him medicine. He got the medicine despite his protests.
We laid on the couch while we waited for him to go back to sleep and his fever to subside. To calm him I had to sing "The Wheels on the Bus" A LOT! I started making up verses to the same tune. Eventually, I was able to hum it and then stop all together. I'm sure the cats appreciated it when I stopped singing. It took about 30 minutes for him to fall asleep and his fever to subside. I waited for a little while longer and put him back in his bed for the night. He slept the rest of the night and woke up without a fever. He was a little crabby and still messing with his molars so, he received more medicine. If he's lucky, he won't get a fever today.
The fever has been part of his teething from day 1 with the diarrhea. I'm hoping he passed that part this past weekend. Maybe tonight he won't be in pain and will want to watch TV with his Mama and Tori.
We laid on the couch while we waited for him to go back to sleep and his fever to subside. To calm him I had to sing "The Wheels on the Bus" A LOT! I started making up verses to the same tune. Eventually, I was able to hum it and then stop all together. I'm sure the cats appreciated it when I stopped singing. It took about 30 minutes for him to fall asleep and his fever to subside. I waited for a little while longer and put him back in his bed for the night. He slept the rest of the night and woke up without a fever. He was a little crabby and still messing with his molars so, he received more medicine. If he's lucky, he won't get a fever today.
The fever has been part of his teething from day 1 with the diarrhea. I'm hoping he passed that part this past weekend. Maybe tonight he won't be in pain and will want to watch TV with his Mama and Tori.
Watching TV before bed
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