“Griffin, that happies me up!”— Oliver
This morning Oliver came to me in the kitchen for his morning snuggle, and we were walking past the string of paper bags we have up for masks for everyone in our family who goes to school everyday (see the picture below). I walked past while holding him and he said, “Wait! Go back!”, and looked at the bags. He said, “Sunday starts with, S, right?” I said yes, and he stared and stared at the bag with my name on it, slowly whisper-sounding out the letters, with a confused look on his face (I believe expecting the letters would sound out to Sunday). And he repeated the sounds and finally his face brightened up and he exclaimed: “Sarah! That says Sarah! That’s your name!”
Oliver showed me some scratches on his leg. I responded, logically, with, â€œWere you bitten by a basilisk?â€
Oliver responds, â€œNo! Theyâ€™re not real.â€
â€œOh, how do you know?â€
Oliver rolls his eyes and says, â€œDaddy, I know a LOT about the world.â€
Oliver, howâ€™d you make Maggie so mad?
No! Maggie made me mad! … then I made her mad.
Tonight during Oliver’s bath…
Sarah: Did you know some people take baths EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT?!?
Sarah: Yeah, isn’t that crazy?
Oliver: NO! That’s OUTRAGEOUS!!
Oliver: â€œMama, can I have my vitamins that are made of owls?â€
â€œTheyâ€™re not made of owls, honey.â€
â€œYeah, of course. Theyâ€™re made BY owls.â€
Sarah: â€œOliver, Iâ€™m just a bit sleepy. I want to lay on the couch for a few minutes, ok? Can you build quietly for a few minutes?â€
Oliver: â€œUGH. ACK. RAWR. UGH.â€
S: â€œNot exactly what I had in mind, honey.â€
O: â€œBut I want to make a leaning tower of PIZZA. Itâ€™s not WORKING.â€
Oliver: “Daddy I really want to ride a duck.”
Daddy: “A duck?”
O: “Yes. With a swimsuit.”
D: “Why a swimsuit?”
O: “In case I fall in the water I can throw my clothes to shore and then swim.”
Oliver: “Daddy, maybe it’s not pee. Maybe Piper came down and took a shower and then accidentally dripped on the rug while she was drying off.”