"Hi. Hi Poppi. I miss you. I want to go swimming. Buh-bye."
That was Mr. Oliver's first telephone conversation. When I put the phone back to my ear, Nik asked: "Was that Oliver?"
And later tonight, after swimming, Nik prepared to make a quick trip to the pharmacy. Sami and RT were tagging along but I thought I'd keep Oliver home with me. Having none of it, Oliver stood at the top of the steps in the hallway and loudly said: "Let's Go!! Let's Go!!"
Naturally, he went.
And later still, after pjs and after teeth brushing, Oliver stood at the top of the steps again and told me: I want cheese.
"Cheese?" I asked. "Really?"
To which our boy answered: "Yes." then quickly, "I want to eat."
Something is definitely going on around here.