Ollie got to wear his adorable little overalls to daycare today. I just love them. He is a mini Papa Criss! He can’t wait to spend his summers on the farm learning about manual labor like his mom did. (LOL JK).
We played a game at dinner tonight where I put all of his options on his highchair tray and told him that the last one he knocked down was the one he got to eat. It actually took him a while to knock them all off, which was nice because in that time I unloaded the dishwasher and got my own dinner ready.
Squash ended up winning (twice). He really enjoyed it, too. He ate the entire thing, which is a first for him. He was so happy tonight, too, just laughing up a storm. He really is always happy, to clarify, but on an Ollie scale of 1 being happy and 10 being the happiest – he was probably a 7.5. What a good boy.