Monday, January 04, 2016

Oliver is 11

Oliver Christian turned 11 on Saturday, January 2nd.
I don't think it's mean if I say that Oliver is probably my easiest child.
He is happy, even-tempered, pleasant, and charming.  
He wakes up early, and goes to bed on time.  
He is relatively easy to reason with when he is mad or frustrated.  
He listens and is very obedient. I love Oliver with all my heart and
I love at the end of the day when I plug my phone
 into the computer and download my photos, because he has
taken random photos of things he loves.  Like his army backpack, Lego creations, 
a cut on his arm, his Star Wars guys, the sunset, a deer out the window,
or his siblings doing stuff.
He is a joy, a light, a breath of fresh air, and a little gentlemen.
Usually the traditional birthday breakfast around our house is 
pancakes with whipped cream and sprinkles.  
Not for this growing boy, he requested his birthday breakfast be a
 salmon and egg sandwich. 
 I usually make my kids eat their birthday breakfast 
with the awesome felt birthday crowns that they loved
when they were like 3 years old.
  They always indulge me and wear it every year
no matter how old they are turning.
I hope this happens forever and ever.
Mr. Nielson told Oliver he needed his "birthday Squeeze", 
so we packed up the family to check out some cattle squeeze chutes for the ranch
and we made Ollie get inside one where we gave him a good squeeze. 
I think Lottie was totally confused, but I think Temple Grandin would
agree it's actually quite comforting.
The Sunday after my kids birthdays, I make a cake and they blow out candles.
We also go around the dinner table and talk about the birthday boy/girl.
Then I re-tell the birth story, what time of day they were born, 
how much they weighed, and all the jazzy
little details that make the story special.
 (Ollie was this close to being born on a train from Manhattan
 to East Brunswick, New Jersey...we made it home just in time.  
Ollie was born on my bed, and was the best snuggler.)
One thing you should know about Ollie; he doesn't much like frosting.  
So he asked if I would make a angel food cake with whipped cream. 
So I did.  Anything for that sweet boy!
Happy Birthday my little man!