My does Oliver love his little sister. Several times a day he will go check on her and says "hi sissy, hi Harlan". He shows her his toys and lays on the floor with her. Yesterday he tried to literally pick her up out of her bed and chair, but luckily she's a tanker and he can't lift her! She's been wearing a bracelet and he'll go check her wrist and make sure it's still there. I couldn't have asked for a better relationship between the two. Now, when Harlan starts taking his toys things may change, but for now he's very gentle and kind with her. We've been taking another stab at potty training lately. He gets 2 jellybeans for going and it's hit and miss on whether he will actually do it. Daddy tends to have more success than Mommy. He's been throwing a lot more tantrums lately and I think it's just the age, but boy is it hard to take him places. Restaurants are the worse, but hopefully this will be a short phase and we can enjoy a nice relaxing meal in the near future. :) Of course Harlan is a little angel and gives me no problems other than the occasional diaper blow-out and spit-up marathon. Jeff says it's a good thing we got pregnant while Oliver was still an easy baby, otherwise he might not have gotten a sister! Ha; no he's a good boy most of the time. Enjoy the photos!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
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