Buzz Lightyear

The largest struggle of the year. Getting Ollie into this:


For some reason, he decided to put it on a week before Halloween. The bowl on the head was his own addition. He refused at Multi-ad and for awhile at home. Once he saw others, he wanted to dress up himself and off he went. Next year his sister will be able to join him.

Weekend

The weekend started out badly for the little guy. He complained about his ear hurting a few times, so Friday night we took him to get it checked out. While we waited, he played happily in the waiting room because he didn't know what was in store for him.

Once we got through the door to start his diagnosis, the crying started. First it was the scale (he's 33 lbs.), then it was the individual room that he didn't like or getting a full check-out. I refused to let them get his temp rectally since he hadn't had a fever so they took it under his arm. They torture the crap out of your kid for nothing sometimes. No fever, big shock. They left us alone long enough for him to calm down, only to be stirred up again when the doctor checked him out a few minutes later and diagnosed an ear infection. He left and Ollie calmed down enough to play a little.

Once the nurse came back with the prescription, he told her all about swimming. Of course his infection means no swimming so the rest of his lessons are done until February. That night he slept like a rock in his own bed. Saturday Morning he tried dressing himself. He got undressed, but wanted help getting dressed.

Then it was off to refuse to take pictures with his sister. Of course the photography barely tried to get him in the picture. While viewing pictures, he went to look for us and couldn't find us. His Mama found him balling his eyes out and no one had even tried to help him. His play time at the play ground was cut short by the rain.

Sunday a lot of movies were watched by Ollie. He has taken to watching them in Annie's room every night. I'm glad we have a big collection of Disney DVD's. He also watched The Wizard of Oz and wasn't scared. He's turning into a real movie watcher. I don't think he could sit through a theater movie yet. Too long and he'll probably get scared.

The weekend ended well as he slept all night in his bed as did his sister. Next weekend is haircuts and maybe leaf raking. I'm sure Ollie will help by messing up our piles.

The Blue Car

On the ride home yesterday, Ollie his blue car and the many wonderful things that went with it.

First there were the 2 blue keys that go to his blue car in his pocket. Then there was a boat in the trunk of his blue car, but he wasn't going to the lake. One boat became multiple colored boats in the trunk of his blue car. Next came the wolf who was going with him in his blue car. The baby in the basket was in the front seat next to him, but the wolf wasn't in the back he was with him! Must've made it difficult to drive. At some point the blue car became a blue truck, but the 2 blue keys still worked! Then it changed back into a blue car. It is an amazing car.

After we got to the sitters this morning, he told me I was the Daddy wolf, he was Ollie wolf, Tori was baby wolf and Tresa was Mama wolf. As any Daddy wolf would do, I ate him! He thought it was funny. He thought it was hilarious when his Daddy wolf growled and tickled him until he couldn't stand it. Then I left for work.

Tired

As tired as Ollie was yesterday, he still had his share of fits thrown. We went to eat at Fazoli's and he kept running back and forth between the counter and the booth. This wouldn't have been so bad if they hadn't been a mile apart. Once we placed our order he didn't want to stay put and threw a nasty fit. I took him outside to the car, calmed him down, cleaned him up and we went back inside for a decent fit-free meal.

He then threw a fit before and during his bath. Another one before brushing teeth and finally a few at the mere mention of going to bed. He lost all of these battles and both he and his sister were asleep by 8 pm. A early night for both of them. While he woke up happy, he still had his usual stubbornness this morning. He's a great kid overall and pretty well behaved most of the time. We'll see if the fits decrease when he turns 3 or if this is just his personality.

Pain

This morning he began as a pain for his mom at 3 am which is when his sister woke up. He threw a fit downstairs because he didn't get what he wanted, he wanted "I don't know". We then went to Hardee's for breakfast. He proceeded to run around the store back and forth between parents. He smeared his face all over the glass partition, getting it nice and greasy. Stole his Mom's breakfast sandwich. Ate the egg, then spit it out all over the seat. Then threw a fit when I wouldn't let him out of the seat while I cleaned up the egg.

Overall, it wasn't a wizz bang morning for the youngin's. I must admit, it wasn't my best performance either as a parent. The only one who was herself was their mom who had the least amount of sleep.

I'll probably get lucky and they'll both sleep through the night in their own bed tonight. If only we had a magical spell to cast on them to get them to sleep all night, quietly in their own beds. Not enough pixie dust to go around I guess.

Another Chicken Pic

Off for the Day

Little boy is off for the day with his Mama again. He didn't want to leave home. He watched lots of TV and is now on his way to the park with his Aunt Annie, giving his mom some alone time.



Next week he is back to the sitters whether he likes it or not. His Mama is definitely his favorite this week. They've watched a lot of Noggin, which included Blues Clues and some show where peoples hands are the characters. Of course Ollie swears they aren't hands. At least he has the ability believe in what he thinks he sees.

He'll be all screwed up when he gets home tonight. He may be taking a nap while we are trying to grocery shop. His usual nap time is 2 hours starting at sometime between 12 and 2. Sounds like tonight is going to be a rough one.

Day Home

Ollie spent the day home with his Mama today. She stayed home so the furnace guy could check out our furnace. This morning Ollie didn't want to go to the sitters, so he got to stay home. He's watched tons of Noggin TV. Particularly Blues Clues and other shoes.

He's also fed his passion for food. While I was talking to him he was eating a hot dog after his Bologna and a bit of candy. All the while the chicken nuggets were cooking.

His toys were everywhere, all while his Mama was trying to clean the house. Lego's tipped over, fire trucks strewn about. Then the furnace guy came and Ollie hid upstairs. He kept asking what the furnace guy was doing. He is still wary of strangers.



We'll see tomorrow if he wants to go to the sitter's. It doesn't sound like that is going to happen, but he may just change his mind. We may just force him to go. Nap time is coming soon for him, so maybe his Mama will get a break.

Big Boy

While I was at class last night, Ollie went to the fridge to get himself something to eat. He came back upstairs with leftovers. He opened the container with a cheeseburger.

Ollie: "It's meat with cheese!"

He nearly ate the whole thing. Apparently, we have a carnivore in the making after all.



The cheeseburger must've filled him up because he slept in his own bed from 9:30 to 5 am. More meat, the sleeping cure.

Rejection and Acceptance

Ollie's Halloween started out as we expected...rotten. We went to Tresa's work for their trick or treating and pictures. He didn't want to dress for the occasion and he didn't want his picture taken, so neither happened. He did get candy from Tresa's co-workers.

We ran into a bit of trouble around and inflatable Frankenstein and a person dressed as a wolf. He was scared of them both. That didn't deter him from collecting plenty of loot.

We made it out of there and picked up a pizza on the way home. In the parking lot of the pizza place was a fire truck. While I was inside getting the pizza, Ollie told his mom all about the fire truck and the fire fighters. Lucky her.

We were still convinced that he wasn't going to get his costume on and go trick or treating. He decided he wanted stuff in his buckets too. We told him that he had to get his Buzz costume on before he got things in his bucket. I don't think I've ever seen him try to get changed so fast in my life. Once he was changed he was ready to go, but he didn't know what was going on. While we waited for Annie to return, kids started coming to the door dressed up. The first group scared him a bit, but as more came he got excited at each new arrival. Finally he could wait any more and Tresa took him out.

He asked what they were doing. Where they were going and why. When they got to most of the doors, he put his head down and wouldn't say 'trick or treat', Tresa had to say it for him. Sometimes he said thank you, sometimes not. On occasion he asked to come in to the person's house. He still needs a little work in that department. They came back in a little while and Annie took him back out with one of her friends kids. Around 8:30 they came back and Ollie was finished for the night, even though he protested. He was worn out and had a good sugar buzz going by then.

He was given a bath while protesting it. He was dressed while protesting it. He calmed down long enough to watch a little TV and go to bed, protesting it. He was out within 30 minutes. A nice end to his first successful Halloween.