Oliver Carey Smith

So it's hard been the middle child and Olli, your mama does her best because she remembers been the middle child too.  You are very loud but perhaps this is just so you know we hear you and you won't be forgotten.  You annoy your older sister like crazy but I get this too, because deep down you really think she is the coolest and you want to be just like her, right down to wearing her lipstick. I watch you rumble and play with Sam and realise that Sam is just the fill in wrestling buddy until Nate is older and will take his place.  You hate been growled at so before checking with me about something you always ask "Are you happy Mama?" in order to gage my mood and whether it's in your best interest to proceed.  When Dad told you last night that you were a good boy you said "I'm not a good boy! I'm Oliver Carey Smith!" and you were quite right. (Sorry we laughed at you).

I love how today you fell asleep mid tantrum over me wanting to change your nappy. I left the room to fetch a new one and came back and found you like this. Attempting escape but not quite making it.

We love you so much middle child.