We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
I was talking to Micah on the phone this evening as he was on his way to catch a train home when Simon insisted he had something to tell his father. I handed him the phone.
“Dad, do you know what? This afternoon Oliver climbed on the table and knocked over the vase with the flowers and spilled the water and Mom yelled and put him on the couch and cleaned it up and then she was happy again.”
Busted. I took the phone back.
“He missed the part about how, as I was cleaning up, Oliver was going to climb on the table again. I put him back on the couch and then when I was done cleaning up he came over and gave me a hug.”


How cute! I’m surprised the vase didn’t break. Just curious- was it Simon’s intention to get Oliver in trouble?
We have a little group of friends we get together with on Fridays, and the boys are always ratting each other out. I think it’s an age thing, but it can be pretty frustrating. I never know which is better, have him tell me so I can help but risk him become a tattler, or making him figure things out himself and risk either him becoming a pushover or him becoming a bully. What do you guys do?