Out for a Walk

He makes the faces all the time, even when out for a walk.



Click here to see his big grin! You may have to enlarge it to see it in full size.

It Didn't Go Well

We got into the dentist office and everything started well. Ollie watched the birds and played around. He also watched a bit of Shrek in their movie room. They called his name and he followed her in, without me. They got back to the play area and he realized I was gone. The screamfest ensued. He was so mad and angry, he was turning his skin red. They weren't prepared for him! After 5 minutes they told me what was going on and came to ask if he was having any problems with his teeth. They didn't want to make it a bad experience for him and since he was so upset, they wanted to discontinue the appointment as long as he wasn't having problems. Since he wasn't having any problems we rescheduled for 6 months. He still go this toy and a new toothbrush for his visit. He was happy and calm when he came out. He came home and took his nap and was happy for the rest of the day.

To The Dentist

This afternoon Ollie will be going to the dentist for the first time. He doesn't know what's coming, if he did, he probably wouldn't like it.


They are going to take him to a room without me. Let him play and try to sneak a peek in his mouth and get x-rays if they can. He'll then get to play with toys and only after he's all done will they bring me in to tell me about his teeth. I hope he doesn't have any cavities. We'll be lucky if he doesn't have any cavities and they are all in good condition. I'll put up an update on how the struggle to check out his teeth goes.

Egg Dying

Green Hands!

Pictorial Proof The Boy Is Goofy!

4 A.M.

Ollie: "Dad"
Me still asleep
Ollie: "Dad!"
Me still asleep
Ollie: "Dad!!"
Ollie pushes my nose with his finger.
Me: "What?, Do you want up here?"
Ollie whispers something.
Me: "What?"
Ollie: "i'm done with my nap Dad."
Me: "Its still dark out, its not time to get up!"
Ollie runs back to his room and climbs into bed without question as I follow him in to make sure he is tucked in.

He awoke after 6 A.M. fairly crabby. Guess he wasn't done with his nap then either.

Goofy

On our way to pick up his Mama at the hairdresser's, I had Incubus on the stereo in the car. Ollie said he like the music and was going to dance with his hands. He thrust his hands in the air and waved them back and forth. Then he said he was going to dance in his car seat. He leaned left and right as quickly as he could to dance.


We've seen a lot of his goofiness lately. It has started to come more as he's gotten older. He is constantly making up stories about everything. What we are doing for the day, where we are going and throws in the 3 little pigs and wolf. He is also a red dragon who must have his red dragon song (5 red dragons instead of little monkeys) when he is jumping on his bed. I hope he never loses that creativity.

To Eep Pe Na

"To Eep Pe Na!", Ollie yells.

"To Eep Pe Na!", we repeat.

"No, you don't say To Eep Pe Na!", Ollie admonishes.

"To Infinity and Beyond!", we'll say

"No, you don't say To Eep Pe Na!", Ollie says again!

Buzz Lightyear and Toy Story are Ollie's favorite toys/movies. He carries his toy Buzz around with him all the time. He especially doesn't like to share Buzz with Tori. He is usually good about sharing toys, but not about sharing Buzz. Of course, Tori plays with it anyways. When she is able to talk, we'll have a chorus of "To Eep Pe Na!". The movie is 10 years old and we have a child addicted to Toy Story. I'm just glad they still have the toys around. Especially since Jessie's head popped off the other night. That was Tori's favorite too.


To Eep Pe Na!

Easter and Getting Older

Easter egg dying wasn't quite the event this year that it was last year. The only real resemblance was Ollie dying the same eggs over and over. He didn't throw them in like he did last year. Though they both seemed to produce the same amount of mess.

He seemed to enjoy all his Easter presents. A talking workbench, Looney Tunes movies, a rope (string), the candy and the confetti eggs. He played with them all and watched both movies. He seemed to enjoy them. He looked for the eggs, but some seemed to be misplaced by the cats. He found them all, but he didn't seem real sure why we were doing it. In time.



Speaking of time, Ollie is growing up more. He rarely uses a sippee cup and is using his utensils instead of his hands. The main thing is that he is now climbing on chairs to get on the counter top to get his own snacks. This is nice if we are busy, but it can cause a problem if he chooses the wrong stool. It also ruins us trying to train him into eating regular dinner food. He can just get his own snack later. All in time I'm sure

Clothing Wars Episode II

A day ago and not very far away, after agreeing to wear his short sleeved dinosaur shirt yesterday and his spring jacket, we only had the shorts to conquer. This came to a head last night when it was time for his pajamas. He wanted to wear his Stitch pajamas, which have shorts. I got them on him and the wailing began. I thought he was fine with them, so we went downstairs. I was wrong. He wanted changed into long pants, so he got different pajamas and all was well.

This morning he was ok with wearing a short sleeved shirt, it just had to be the dinosaur shirt he wore yesterday. It was dirty, so he got a fire engine shirt instead. After a few minutes he relented (I forced it on him and he couldn't get it off), so he was happy with his shirt. The jacket wasn't a problem at all this morning and he seems to like the hood that goes with it. He used to hate hoods. Sometimes I wonder if he still wishes he was a baby, like his sister.



He definitely knows he's a big boy and will tell us all the time. He just isn't a big boy who knows how to use the potty just yet.

Hidden Things

Ollie doesn't like change much. This is evident when it comes to his shoes and his coat. He doesn't want them to change no matter how much he has out grown them. Unbeknownst to him, the last pair of shoes was the exact same style of shoe, just in a larger size. So, it was a sad day when we went to buy him new shoes this weekend and they didn't have the same style in a larger size. After a few squabbles and a cry for Elmo slippers (which he got also), he settled on a pair of shoes with orange trim.

When it came time to put on his new shoes this morning, it was a kick and cry fest. I put them on while he was crying for his old shoes and kicking his legs to prevent me from putting his new shoes on. Once on his feet, he tried taking them off. He succeeded a few times before leaving them on his feet. Once at the babysitters, off they came. He insisted on wearing a sweat shirt today. Since he wore that he didn't have to wear a jacket. That'll be tomorrow's battle as his old jacket has disappeared as well.

The rest of the weekend, Ollie spent outside for the most part. He even took a walk and actually walked part of it. He was jumping over the lines in the sidewalk when he tripped on his old shoes and went down hard on the concrete. He scraped his hands a little bit, but he was ok other than that. He rode in the stroller for the rest of the walk. He also went down for his naps rather easily and didn't fuss about them much. I hope that trend remains.

Lastly, I yelled at him for spilling his drink on the stairs after he started crying about it. I was wrong and shouldn't have done it and I apologize to him. I doubt he'll remember it and I will probably forget it, but I wanted him to have this to read in the future. We are very lucky to have a healthy child, let alone one that is such a good kid.