and a cowlick.
Here’s what we did over the weekend.
Of course by “we” I mean Ollie…
He checked out the hot deals in the Ulta ad.
Tried to stand up using his crib, earning his mattress a one way ticket to the lowest setting possible.
Went on a grouchy walk.
Hated his sweater so so much.
Worst sweater ever.
He tasted the dog. She didn’t mind.
And he gifted his mama with a good snuggle.
Justin loves when daylight savings time ends because he gets an extra long day. I hate it because it confuses the crap out of me. Also, no one told the baby we got an extra hour to sleep this morning. Oh well. Justin is a peach and gets up with the baby on the weekends when he wakes up too darn early.
This is what Ollie did this weekend.
Complained about being bundled up to do yardwork. Surprisingly, he enjoyed the yard work. Justin carried him around and plunked him on the ground and Oll talked and played with his mittens while Justin raked.
All in all it was a successful weekend. We’re bummed that tomorrow is Monday.
Ollie didn’t have a costume this year because we didn’t go trick or treating. Inevitably, I would eat all the candy. So in an effort to eat healthier we turned off all of our lights and didn’t go out on Halloween night. We stayed in, ate pizza (we’re being healthy remember…) and carved Ollie’s first pumpkin. He loved it. He stuck his hand right in, grabbed a handful of pumpkin guts, and tried to eat them. Naturally.