Wednesday, May 15, 2013

We are at a bouncy house inddor playground. All other kids here today are same age or younger than Oliver. Oliver plays a little more balls out than the rest of his age group apparently. A lot of scared faces on the other kids. It's hard to be a bull in a china shop at a kids park but that's exactly what O is being today. One kid flinches every time O gets near him. I think it's from O laughing at the top of his lungs along with O's 'side show Bob' hair do. If you are the craziest two year old in the room does that make one 'king of crazies?'



Friday, May 10, 2013

I live at Costco you guys live in your house.

Oliver has found a little playhouse at Costco that he loves. He wants to go to the store just to play in his house. He also uses it as a restroom... every time. Thank god he's still in diapers. Yesterday he got confused and thought his house was at Target, that made for an interesting trip to Target.

Today I told him we were going to Costco and he could play in his house. He got very excited and started telling me how he lives at Costco and that was his house. I told him he might have to share if other kids were there.

'But, why I share my house, I live there. You and Mommy no share your house.'
   'I'm just saying you might have o share.'
'I no share my house.' he mumbled.

We get into the store and he starts leading the way to his house. I stop to look at some plants and he's dancing in the aisle, 'lets go to my house..' He is excited or he might have to poop. I get confused on where the house is and get scolded and corrected by a two year old. And, he was right, he knew where it was as to say that is where it used to be. They moved his house.

'Where my house go?'
   'I don't know buddy.'
'Oh, there it is, you come help me?'

They moved 'his' house on a shelf with the rest of the kids play things. So he immediately begins climbing the shelves and wants me to give him a boost. When no boost was given things got interesting again. That boy can make tears so fast and then turn them off even faster.

He cried and cried. I hugged him and sympathised with him. 'I just need to snuggle awhile.' So I hugged him in the cart at the foot of 'his' house for about ten minutes. Strangers walking past thought something was actually wrong. Then he saw a five foot puppy dog that he needed to snuggle with. (Why Costco carries five foot stuffed puppy dogs is the real story that needs telling.) After a lot more crying and asking his daddy why his house was taken away, with no good response form daddy, he looks at me, tears all gone and says, 'I go eat now.' Free samples, he LOVES the free samples more than Asians do. I'm not being rude or racist with that last comment just stating a fact, there are hundreds of Asians at this Costco and you almost have to throw elbows to get to a snack tray before they eat them all.

After about four rounds of free snacks O was feeling a little better. So we drive home and are about half a mile from from our house when Oliver starts telling me our house is gone. I was a little un-nerved by this because he is about 75% accurate with his of the cuff predictions. And he can speak dog or he thinks he can read their minds and seems to get it right most of the time. )Really weird things this kid has going for him but another story for a different time.)

 'My house gone, your house gone too.'
   'Where is our house?'
'It just gone, you can't get to it, it just gone, somebody take, you no live there anymore.'
   'I'm sorry they moved your house buddy, you can live with us, in our house.'
'OK, but it gone.'

Thankfully our house wasn't gone, his ESP on base percentage takes hit with that one. But at least we could get home and he could take a nap and dream about his old house.

Note from the Editor...

As Brek's Editor I tell Brek, after he has made a post, that his post was a good post but that it needs some editing. That's about as far as I make it. So... how about them Red Sox?

Thursday, May 9, 2013

The potty, the snake and the toddler. (a.k.a. Will Mommy ever get to potty in peace?)

We were relaxing in the living room last night when Alissa had to use the rest room. She went to the half bath downstairs with the sliding door. Oliver LOVES to hang out with his mommy when she uses that rest room. In fact Alissa has commented on how she has been able to use the rest room twice with out Oliver interrupting her since he's been able to walk.

So, when he bolted out of the room soon after Alissa left I assumed it was to follow Alissa into the rest room. But then I could hear him digging thru his toy drawers in the dining room. He then comes back into the living room with his hands held behind his back and sweetly asked, 'Daddy, where is my snake?'

He was looking for his rubber snake. Pretty random I thought but then again so is everything about a two year old. 'I think it's in your wagon buddy.' 'In my wagon, OK, thank you.' Then he bolts into the yellow room where his wagon is. I hear more digging thru toys and then a triumphant, 'a ha!' Then I see a flash of toddler flying past the living room door headed towards the restroom with his rubber snake held above his head.

Next I hear a toddler pretending to hiss like a snake followed by a scream from the bathroom then a little giggle. He was sticking the snake under the door to scare his mom while she used the potty.

That little guy is always thinking and planning his next move. And he's never short on having a good time. even at the expense of his pregnant mommy. Someday his mommy might get to potty in peace but today is not that day.