I straight-up think my son is pretty. Is that okay at this age? Handsome just seems too old. I might would say Harrison is handsome. But to describe a baby as handsome makes him seem like a man-baby. Just today, I had him in a gown (a newborn gown that boys and girls wear...not a pageant gown, for those of you who may be confused), and I was like, "gosh, you are so pretty." My husband would kill me for saying that.
Friday, March 25, 2011
We went for Harrison's three year check-up today. When I made the appointment, the receptionist told me that he didn't have to have any vaccinations. So, that is what I told Harrison. When we got there, the doctor told me that he did have to have one. I dreaded telling him, but he truly handled it like a champ. I mean, he cried, but it is so different to give a 3 year-old a shot vs a newborn. I'd take the newborn any day. I called Adam and asked him to put his 4 year check-up in his calendar because he will have four shots and I don't think I can handle it.
Here are his stats:
Height: 39 1/2 inches (90th percentile)
Weight: 36 lbs (88th percentile)
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
1. Wheel of Fortune: we feed Fisher at 7:00 every night. When it is time to feed him, all of us watch Wheel of Fortune too (I do recognize that this fact may be both lame and funny in itself). When it starts to come on, Harrison says, "I want to see what color she wears." Obviously he is talking about Vanna White, who he calls (Nana White). When the contestants guess the letter "H," Harrison says, "hey, they guessed my name." And then when one of us knows the answer to the puzzle and says it aloud, Harrison repeats it. Then when the actual contestant solves it, Harrison says, "Hey, I got it right."
2. The Don Holt Bridge: Harrison is really into asking the names of roads that we drive regularly. Around thanksgiving, we told him while on the way to Charleston that the name of the bridge we were on is called "The Don Holt Bridge." So, now, on the way to Charleston he asks about the Don Holt Bridge. Just yesterday, while we were in Georgetown, he asked and after I said no, he replied, "Mom, I just kidding. This isn't the Don Holt Bridge. This is Georgetown."
3. The Whoopee Cushion: Uncle Matt gave Harrison a whoopee cushion for his birthday. The jury is still out on who laughs the hardest, every time.
4. Older Folks Opinions on Babies: I've noticed that there is a generation that has strong opinions about babies. The one that makes me laugh the most is that babies are always cold. I can't count the number of times that people (familiar and strangers) say to me, "don't you think he is cold," or "get that baby covered up." The idea that a baby might be cold draws comments out of the wood works. I don't get mad. It just makes me laugh. Especially as it is 60 plus degrees outside and he is in an infant seat, with only his face showing.
5. Doing It Like Daddy Does: So, as we were setting up for Harrison's party on Saturday, Harrison declared that he needed to go potty and he was going to go in the grass. I didn't argue as that was much easier. And then he said, "I want to do it like Daddy Does." I had no idea what he was talking about. Then I looked over and he hadn't dropped his underwear like normal. Harrison just barely pulled "it" out of his underwear without having to drop his drawers. I nearly peed my pants. It did seem more discreet except that Harrison had the biggest smile on his face.
6. Here Fishy Fishy: Yep, that is what Harrison says to Fisher on a regular basis. Or "Wake-Up Fishy Fishy!"
7. Nothing is a secret: Harrison is the ultimate repeater right now. Last week, Harrison asked for some of my diet coke. I obviously said no as I never let him have diet coke. Then he said, "Puff said I could have just a swallow." Again, made me laugh, because that sounds just like my mom since she normally announces her "last swallow" before throwing it away or "quick swallow" before getting out of the car. And on that note, Harrison decided to call my mom "Puffy" while she was here. Too funny!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Monster Truck Jump Castle. The Reed Family. Pinata. Your whole class/best friends. Extended Hang Out Time with the Milling Family. Orange Birthday Cake with Footballs. Lots of sweets. Lots of breaking mommy's rules (which was okay for the day). Cooking on the grill. Roasting Marshmallows. Opening Presents.
Sweet Harrison, I can't believe that you are three years-old. I'm so proud of the sweet boy that you are. I never imagined that I would have such a compassionate and rule-following child (which both, I believe you got from your dad). You are also full of life and energy and want to include everyone on everything. You are a little bit crazy and you like to make people laugh (which I think you got from mommy). My heart leaps for you and I love you more than words can explain. Your daddy and I would stand in front of an oncoming train for you, and we had no idea that we could love someone like we love you. We pray that you will follow after the Lord and lead others to Christ. We pray that you would be a great big brother to Fisher and teach him what it is like to be a godly boy. I pray for your future wife frequently...that you would love and respect her in a way that would utterly amaze her (like your daddy loves me). I can't wait to many more years with you and I'm thankful for the time that I have already had with you. Thank you for filling our lives with a richness that we did not know existed.
PS...your uncle Matt Matt got engaged to Lesley on your 3rd Birthday! Congrats Matt-Matt and Lesley. We can't wait to have her as an official member of the family.
Monday, March 14, 2011
I wish that I had some pictures of Harrison to post, but it isn't that easy any more. He definitely has thoughts about me taking his picture; most of which are negative. I have to start keeping a journal of the funny things that Harrison says or does. I don't want to forget...especially when he wants nothing to do with me later. Just last weekend, I was getting dressed for a wedding and when I walked out he said, "Mom are you a princess?" Seriously...it made my heart melt. I could have looked like donkey, but because Harrison said that, I didn't even care. After I told him that was sweet, he said, "Are you in a show?" I don't know what he meant by that. And then when Adam and I were going to leave, he said, "Mom, I want to give you a hug. I love you." That little boy just steals my heart. On that note, a few weeks ago, I came into the den wearing jeans, my wallabees (my hippie shoes as Adam calls them), and some regular shirt when Harrison asked me, "Mom, why are you going on a date?" At that moment I realized that he really only sees me in "workout" clothes...aka pajamas with tennis shoes. Major fail on my part. I'm sure my husband thinks the same thing.
And I'll just leave you with some pictures of my baby boy, who at this point, lets me take his picture all of the time.
We went for Fisher's two month check-up about a week ago. I can't believe it has been two months. It definitely goes by a lot faster the second time around. I'm already having a hard time keeping up with his age in weeks.
Weight: 13 lbs, 1 ounce (.5 less than Harrison at this age) in the 80th percentile
Height: 24 1/4 inches (1 inch longer than Harrison at this age) in the 90th percentile
Head Circumfrence: 41 cm in the 70th percentile (all I know is that H was in the 40th percentile for here)
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Holy Moly! Fisher is eight weeks old today! Time is speeding up everyday. We are loving every moment with this sweet boy. As you can see, he is quite smiley. Actually, he smiles a lot more than Harrison did at this age. We had to work really hard for a smile out of Harrison, but Fisher is a cheap smile and I love it. Harrison is a super-happy kid, so the ease of getting a smile at this age is not indicative of their happiness, but gosh, it is fun when it doesn't take much. By the way, Harrison told me two nights ago when I was putting him down for bed that he wanted me to have another baby because he wants two baby Fishers at the house. I think he is alone in that feeling, but I thought it was sweet, nonetheless.