Oliver-isms

Oliver is a total crack up.  He is always saying or doing something that makes me laugh or keeps me on my toes.  Here is a small sampling from just this morning.

When I went to greet Oliver and get him out of his crib this morning, I was welcomed by the strong aroma of a diaper that was filled to the brim (tinkle).  I picked him up and immediately got a hug.  I asked him if I can change his diaper.  

Oliver: "There's nothin' in there"

Me: "Can I please just change it?"
Oliver: "But there's nothin' in there"

I put him on the changing table, sitting, and he held onto me tighter.

Oliver: "There's nothin' in there mama!"

I ended up waiting a few minutes and changing him in a different room.  He was too funny.

When it was time for me to make breakfast, I was in the pantry getting some ingredients.  I walked back into the kitchen to find Oliver trying to get a pair of scissors out of the drawer.  

Oliver: "I'm gonna cut it off!"

Me: "No...  You aren't cutting anything.  I'll cut it off!"

Melanie (yelling from the next room over): "NOOOO!!!! Don't cut my hand off!"

Turns out that Oliver had hurt Melanie's hand with something, and instead of saying sorry, he had decided he would cut off the hand to make it feel better.  (Clearly I have offered that too many times)

At breakfast, this morning:

Me: "Who's super cool?

Oliver: "Me!  Me's super cool!"

I just can't get enough of Oliver!  Mr. Man, I love you!