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.
Oliver’s head hit the glass yesterday. Thankfully only a few drops of blood were spilled and no stitches were required. My fingers are crossed that he’ll make it at least to his 2nd birthday before he breaks any bones or to visit the ER.

Ouch! That boy has no fear!! I hope he doesn’t become your accident prone child and that ER visits are held to a minimum if not non-existant. My aid has a son who has broken several bones and had to have stitches over and over again. None of her other kids are that way, just this lucky one. I’m sure Oliver will be fine.
Wow, that’s pretty scary! I’m glad he wasn’t hurt any worse, that could’ve been really bad. I hope he learns to be a little more cautious soon!