For the past two weeks, Oliver has been acting up over little things that don't end up the way he wanted it. When his favourite truck did not quite parked the way he wanted it to, he would sit down on the floor and screamed. When he wanted milk and couldn't wait for it to be ready, he would lie down on the kitchen floor and screamed.
This could be very well the onset of Terrible Two. Or could it be the anticipation of Baby sister joining the family and his growing need for attention from us. Couldn't quite fathom what is the cause, or probably a combination of both.
Although Boon Heng and I still find his cockroach play irresistably cute, but really they are getting a bit too much. He was acting up almost every hour. Gosh, I guess this is really just the beginning of the play. Patience.. is indeed a virtue that is hard to master.
