This morning Ollie woke to what looked like bloody sheets. It was dried vomit on his face, sheets, hair and clothes. He also had diarrhea. After getting an emergency bath, he seemed crabby and scared but normal. We decided to send him to the sitters. That was until he got his first drink of the day.
Not long after his first drink of green Kool-Aid, he projectile vomited it on his mom and the floor. Everything got a cleaning and Tori went to the sitters while Ollie and his mama stayed at home to watch the Little People. Come to find out that he now has Lice as well. This is not turning out to be a good day for Ollie.
If we are lucky he will be the only one that gets sick. I'm just hoping we can keep it away from Tori and we come out unscathed. Doubtful, but I can hope.
November 30, 2005
November 28, 2005
Big People
While cleaning out old movies, we came across 3 videos of that featured Fisher Price's Little People. They came with some of Ollie's toys, but he hadn't watched them and didn't know they existed.
While waiting to exit our house, Ollie discovered them in the pile. Of course he had to watch them. This one viewing led to 20 million more consecutive viewings. He watched them so many that 2 of the tapes were eaten in the VCR and the third wouldn't play. After throwing them away, he cried for his 'Big People' movies.
We did what any normal parent would do, we bought him 2 more, but this time on DVD. Now all is right in the world of movie watching. That is until we tell him that he can't watch them anymore. The tears ensue and much unhappiness is had, until he gets distracted.
I don't know how he will survive the Christmas trip without his 'Big People' movies. He may out grow them by then and move onto his next fascination to annoy his parents.
While waiting to exit our house, Ollie discovered them in the pile. Of course he had to watch them. This one viewing led to 20 million more consecutive viewings. He watched them so many that 2 of the tapes were eaten in the VCR and the third wouldn't play. After throwing them away, he cried for his 'Big People' movies.
We did what any normal parent would do, we bought him 2 more, but this time on DVD. Now all is right in the world of movie watching. That is until we tell him that he can't watch them anymore. The tears ensue and much unhappiness is had, until he gets distracted.
I don't know how he will survive the Christmas trip without his 'Big People' movies. He may out grow them by then and move onto his next fascination to annoy his parents.
November 21, 2005
Helper or Ornery?
Ollie has been 'helping' his sister do many things. For instance, he showed her how to play with her exersaucer. This weekend he 'helped' his sister by showing her how to make her cheeks red. By you brother slapping them! She didn't cry, but he got in trouble. The sibling fighting has begun.
November 17, 2005
Train Boy
While the little slobbery reindeer was getting her picture taken with Santa. The Train Boy was chugging down the tracks.
His first ride was uneventful. His second started with the ripping of the money because he was making 'coupons' out of it. Then the contrarian in him set in. He was going to ride, then not, then was, then not, then was. Now that he was going to ride he had to give the girl the money. His last handling of money turned it into 'coupons' and this was now a $10 bill, there was a bit of trepidation with his insistence on paying. Then he threw it on the floor and it was snatched quickly by me to pay for his journey to Timbuktu that I was now sending him on instead of his little train ride.
He still waffled at riding the train, but once another little girl got on, he had to get on the caboose with her. So a ride was had after all. Next we had to ride the elevator (because it is fun too and it enabled his parents to coax him away from the train and out the door). Splash time was had with a cleaning especially for the Little Reindeer's M & M's booty. The night concluded with the beginning of Ants, the beginning of Snow White (which was scary to him) and the completion of Cinderella. After that the bed howler commenced his screams for longer than an hour, but eventually fell asleep by himself and stayed there all night.
His first ride was uneventful. His second started with the ripping of the money because he was making 'coupons' out of it. Then the contrarian in him set in. He was going to ride, then not, then was, then not, then was. Now that he was going to ride he had to give the girl the money. His last handling of money turned it into 'coupons' and this was now a $10 bill, there was a bit of trepidation with his insistence on paying. Then he threw it on the floor and it was snatched quickly by me to pay for his journey to Timbuktu that I was now sending him on instead of his little train ride.
He still waffled at riding the train, but once another little girl got on, he had to get on the caboose with her. So a ride was had after all. Next we had to ride the elevator (because it is fun too and it enabled his parents to coax him away from the train and out the door). Splash time was had with a cleaning especially for the Little Reindeer's M & M's booty. The night concluded with the beginning of Ants, the beginning of Snow White (which was scary to him) and the completion of Cinderella. After that the bed howler commenced his screams for longer than an hour, but eventually fell asleep by himself and stayed there all night.
November 16, 2005
Movie Buff
Watching movies in his Aunt Annie's room is now Ollie's nightly routine. He gets dinner and a bath then it is time to watch 'his' movie.
"Start my movie", he says right after dinner.
He has watched the same 10 movies over and over. At least parts of movies, he keeps returning to the living room to play and asking us to watch the movie with him. After we make our escape from the movie room, occasionally we'll him laugh at something in the movie. Then he'll run in and tell us he wants a different movie since he has only watched 10 minutes of his first choice. We end up putting a limit on the number of movies he tries to watch in a night. It hasn't gotten past 3. He'll get bored with it eventually and want to watch the other movies we have. There aren't too many of them that are appropriate for his age.
In a few years we'll attempt a theatre showing of some epic children's movie with popcorn and pop. Hopefully he won't try to run around during his first theatre experience.
The Movie Buff
"Start my movie", he says right after dinner.
He has watched the same 10 movies over and over. At least parts of movies, he keeps returning to the living room to play and asking us to watch the movie with him. After we make our escape from the movie room, occasionally we'll him laugh at something in the movie. Then he'll run in and tell us he wants a different movie since he has only watched 10 minutes of his first choice. We end up putting a limit on the number of movies he tries to watch in a night. It hasn't gotten past 3. He'll get bored with it eventually and want to watch the other movies we have. There aren't too many of them that are appropriate for his age.
In a few years we'll attempt a theatre showing of some epic children's movie with popcorn and pop. Hopefully he won't try to run around during his first theatre experience.
The Movie Buff
November 15, 2005
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.
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.
November 14, 2005
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.
November 11, 2005
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.
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.
November 10, 2005
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.
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.
November 09, 2005
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.
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.
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