Happy as a Clam

If you have read Tori's site, then you know that Ollie got temporarily moved into the office this weekend, and he LOVES it! Two nights in a row, he has gone to bed with no fuss. This morning, he even got up at 5 and insisted that I put him back in his own bed under his blue blanket. I think he accidentally fell out of bed. Anyway, he loves being back there and I hope he loves it even more when he is in his own room, else his Dad might be moving his office to Annie's old room.

Sick Again

Ollie has a bad cough, a really bad one that made him throw up this morning. We're guessing he caught the bug at the Chilldren's Museum. Wherever he caught it, the fact remains that he is sick. Two days in a row, he has fallen asleep sitting up and is extremely cranky at times. This morning when he got up, he was very sad to see that I was dressed for work. He wanted to stay home with his mom (I left early from work yesterday because of the snow). After a few minutes, he seemed better and got dressed with no problem. He was happy to wear his Power Rangers shirt and go off to Sharon's to fight with the other Power Rangers, Nathan, Hunter and Tori the Pink Power Ranger.

I Don't Like My Purple Walls

This is Ollie's latest attempt to get out of going to bed. He must think we're going to repaint the walls just so he can go to sleep. Ha! He received his dinosaur stickers for his closet doors in his new room and stuck them on his bedroom door for the time being. Then when night dawned, he decided he would use the stickers on his door as a reason not to sleep in his room. Guess what! We refused to move them. Funny boy!

No Mickey Mouse Club

When the sitter turned on the show, Ollie started weeping. Sharon had no idea what was wrong. Nathan loves the show, and so does Tori. Ollie, on the other hand, hates it! He tears up and screams for us to turn the show whenever we come across it on the TV. I thought he had pulled this stunt at Sharon's but apparently not. Poor Sharon. It took her quite some time to figure out what was wrong. She finally caught on and sent Ollie to another room to play with blocks. Speaking of those blocks, Ollie has been carrying four red ones back and forth for days now. When he forgets them at Sharon's, a tirade ensues, and when he can;t find them at home, another tirade ensues. Fun, fun!

Museum Again

To the Children's Discovery Museum is where we are headed tomorrow and then to Famous Dave's to satisfy Dad's craving for barbecue. Ollie didn't want to go and now he can't wait to get there! The positive frame of mind continue throughout the evening with him playing hard in the empty living room (couch coming soon) and going to bed without much fuss. He woke up this morning and announced he had slept well because he didn't cry too much.

Blue Nails

Ollie has them, and he looks funny with blue nails, especially today with his tie-dye shirt! Let's hope the trend goes away soon. My birthday is today and he has requested balloons! I requested a DVD that he wants from a friend and have rewrapped another gift for him to open. It's his celebration too!

Mom's B-Day

I am turning 34 tomorrow, and Ollie promises me toys, balloons and cake. He already has given me a DVD, but he insists there will be more presents. No mention of cupcakes this year. We will be going to the Children's Museum and Famous Dave's to use my gift certificate. Fun, Fun!

Two Peas in a Pod

That's the best description for Ollie and Tori's relationship. Ollie adores his little sister and takes her everywhere he goes, up and down stairs, onto beds, flying off chairs, etc. They play Power Rangers together, walk hand in hand through stores together and run around in circles together. He treats his little sister so much better than I ever treated my little brother Travis. No hitting, not smacking, just pure adoration. The fights must be yet to come.

Super Friends

On our trip back from KC one weekend, we stopped in St. Louis to stay the night. Not much was on TV, so we ended up watching one of the Superman movies. Ollie was hooked. Ever since then he's been talking about Superman and super heroes. This continued even when he went shopping.

One day while we were at Circuit City, he noticed a Super Friends video. It was the entire season 1 of the Super Friends. He had to have it! We bought if for him and he's watched it all 3 DVD's several times. It has been great for him. It doesn't scare him like some of the Disney DVD's do and he likes all the characters, even the bad ones.

This past weekend we went shopping for a new comforter for his new full size bunk bed. We looked, but they didn't have any Full size Simpson's comforters like he currently uses. We walked around and found a few super hero comforters. Ollie wanted Superman, there were a couple others so I showed him those too.

"Ollie, do you want Batman?", I asked.

He replied emphatically, "Batman Sucks!".

Thus was the end of that debate. Luckily he said it loud enough so the whole store could hear. Now they all know Batman sucks. We couldn't help but laugh, it was too funny. When we got home, we tried to find stick-ups for his wall, but he didn't want Superman ones to go with his comforter we just bought. I showed him a few others and he wanted Dinosaurs! The Superman comforter is going back to the store today. In its place will be Dinosaurs. There really isn't any pleasing a 3 year old.

Hello, My Name is Stubborn

With the age of 3 comes testing your boundaries. Ollie has been testing them regularly lately. Last night he got in trouble several times for going beyond his boundaries. He had gotten a plastic sword from the Disney store and had hit his Mama with it after I told him not to. I told him that I was going to take it away from him if he did it again.


"No you're not", he boldly stated.

I warned him if he talked back to me again, I was taking it away too.

"No you're not", he repeated.

Then his sword was taken away and he cried about it. He started going upstairs upset about not having his sword. He was told he could have it back if he apologized.

"No, I don't want it", he replied as he stomped upstairs.

About 10 minutes later he came up to me and said he was sorry repeatedly. Apparently, he'll do things on his own time. Unfortunately for potty training purposes, I think we are wasting our time. He'll do it when he is ready. We just hope its before he is 5.