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3yo inquisitivity

So..we have come to this.

“Mummy..why…”
“Mummy, how come…”

It has started. It is tiring. Omfg. So.many.questions. And it gets amusing too, especially when it gets directed at Donald! Muhahaha.

One incident that happened recently: Donald had something in his eye and told Ollie to check it out.

“It’s a bit of fibre, Ollie” Donald explained, when things in the eye department was sorted out.

Later that evening,

Ollie: Daddy, you got fire in your eye?
Donald: fibre, not fire. No, there isn’t anymore *goes nearer to Ollie so he can check it out*
Ollie: the red fibre, Daddy. The red line.
Donald: ohh that is a vein. It’s normal for it to be red. Don’t worry.
Ollie: what is normal?

Hahah uhh how to explain leh?

And lately, Ollie has been asking us to identify if an object is male or female. *rolls eyes*.

Is the tv a boy or a girl?
Is the phone a boy or a girl?
Is mummy a boy?
Is daddy a girl?

*rolls eyes again*

So earlier this morning…

Ollie: is mummy a boy?
Me: no..mummy is a girl.
Ollie: and a girl wears skirt?
Me: yes, girls do wear skirts.
Ollie: then why mummy don’t wear skirt?
Me: well, would you like mummy to wear a skirt?
Ollie: no. Can Ollie wear a skirt?
Me: sure, if you want to. Do you want to wear a skirt?
Ollie: No! *runs off*

We do get these gender related questions every day. I guess Ollie is learning about gender differences and the societal rules that come along with it at school, seeing how they go to the toilet every hour. So far, when we are out, Ollie mostly goes to the ladies with me. He has only been to the gents..maybe 3 times in his entire life. Haha. When Donald recounted Ollie’s reaction to his first trip to the gents, I had a good laugh.

Ah..I reckon there’s more to come. And I hope I can answer his questions as truthfully and knowledgably as possible!

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Things Ollie says #1

1) I was talking to my mom whilst we were out at dinner and Ollie was trying to get my attention.

“Stop stop mummy stop!” *grabs my hand* “can you see the aeroplane???”

2) Donald was getting something from Ollie’s room and bumped into the door frame. And Donald yelps out in pain.

“What’s going on, daddy?”

3) One day, I decided that I would teach Ollie about the days of the week.

Me: what day do you go to Sunday school?
Ollie: Sunday!
Me: what day does mama & yeye come over? (Answer supposed to be Wed)
Ollie: Saturday!
Me: *forgot the in laws come take Ollie on Sat* yes..well then when do they come over for dinner?
Ollie: the other day!
Me: *pukes a little blood* …Wednesday, darling.

4) Ollie was playing with the wooden alphabet blocks.

Ollie: A, B, C, D, E, F. How come Ollie do until F only?
Me: hey what starts with the letter F?
Ollie: *not really keen* where’s G?
Me: F, ribbit ribbit
Ollie: *perks up* F is for frog.
Me: good job! And how about this..*makes siren noises* (answer supposed to be fire engine)
Ollie: F is for siren and police car!
Me: *mental facepalm* Fire engine, darling and….?
Ollie: fireman!
Me: good job! How about..*fans self with palm*
Ollie: F is for windy!
Me:……. *gives up* okay G is on the floor

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the one going to school

goofin around at Ikea

goofin around at Ikea

last week, I opened the letter box to find a thick envelope from Ollie’s kindy. Tore open the envelope to find notes on orientation, collection of uniform..etc. I got emotional on the spot whilst Ollie was busy bouncing around the void deck.

I can’t believe he is going to school!! Argh.

I know I have often said that those 3+ hours will give me some one-on-one time with QT. But I guess it’s the realisation that this is going to be another milestone for both Ollie and I that is making it difficult.

We had the most solemn conversation last arvo before his nap.

Me: hey Ollie, you’re going to school next year, you know?
Ollie: *matter of factly* Ollie is going to school next year. And mummy and daddy is going to school.
Me: No. Mummy and daddy cannot follow you to school but we will be waiting for you at home okay?
Ollie: Mummy and daddy cannot go inside the door and the gate. Just wait outside.
Me: Yes, that is right. And you will have to listen to the teacher okay?
Ollie: the school has teacher teacher teacher and the class has teacher teacher. (Ollie’s way of saying how many teachers there are)
Me: Yup!

At this point, he was standing next to my bed and resting his head on my lap.

My firstborn and the toddler that is going through a very giggly phase. Haha. One night, I asked Donald if he remembered how Ollie was speaking when he was two years old, and how he progressed to the way he is now. I could barely recall as well. Thank goodness for instagram. And the development has thrown me off. Ask the toddler a question and he gives you the most obvious answer. *laugh* More often than not, Donald and I share a good laugh at Ollie’s responses. In fact, just last evening, dear Ollie had shoved a small ball of tissue up his left nostril and I was somewhat panicking about having to bring him to the ER to have it taken out.

Donald: okay, Ollie, where is the tissue? (we obviously knew where it was but we wanted to know if he was experiencing any discomfort and wanted him to tell us where it was, which was the left nostril and we had expected him to point to his nose and say ‘here’)
Ollie: in the nose. 

Thank you, Captain Obvious. *roll eyes* But I couldn’t help laughing at the situation. Earlier this evening, the smartypants declared that Daddy Ting is not going to shower him and that he will shower on his own.

Me: do you know how to shower yourself?
Ollie: Ollie cannot shower ownself because I cannot reach the fountain (rain shower). Ollie is not tall. 
Me: Yeah, cos you don’t eat your big and strong food.
Ollie: I am big and strong! Ollie stand on chair and become so high high high.
Me: …….

Oh my child. How fast you are growing. It is awesome to have conversations with him. Sometimes a little crazy but mostly toddler-logic kinda conversations.

Mummy, where are you?
Mummy? What are you doing?
How come like this?
We going to take the bus, not the train. 

and more. I watch him starting to care for his younger brother, sharing snacks with him (nooo Ollie, not the oatmeal squares!) , giving QT his water, helping to bathe him in the evenings. It’s just too cute to handle sometimes. Argh.

As the kids go to school..I might need another kid soon to keep the baby-ness in the household! Hahaha.

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