Unfortunately the pokes lost the Bedlam game last night. It was fun to watch at least. We didn't get completely trampled. I thought it was a bad sign when Oliver's diaper leaked poo on his OSU shirt. Oh, well. Maybe next year.

Yesterday evening we put up the Christmas tree and strung the lights. This morning the five of us put the ornaments on. The girls had a great time (even though Maggie has a cold), and Oliver was in a really happy mood. Evie enjoyed putting the star on top of the tree. She's getting to be such a big girl. She told me this afternoon that she had a dream from out of her pillow about Winnie the Pooh. I asked her, "Oh, so you think dreams come from your pillow?" She said, in a very thoughtful manner, "That must be where they come from. Inside your pillow." Makes sense to me. :)

I forgot a few things...

Maggie has been sleeping in her big girl bed since Wednesday night. John took her crib down that evening, and she's been doing a great job since. She doesn't even miss her crib. AND she's been going on the potty off and on for a couple of weeks. I wouldn't say she's potty trained, but she's getting there. She even pooped today! Now we just have to get her to be consistent. I can't believe that she's growing up so fast. *sniff*

Oliver is four months old today. That is unbelievable to me. I laid him on his play mat yesterday and walked away to do a few things. John came and asked if I had put Oliver on his side. I had put him on his back, but he was trying REALLY hard to roll over to his tummy. Because of the surgery, he hasn't had any tummy time in almost three weeks. I think once we start that up again he will start to figure out the rolling thing. My gosh, my kiddos are getting too big!!