Just Another Day on the Farm

Well, our backyard, anyway.  Harrison pretends it’s his farm A LOT.  The play set is his barn: the top is the hayloft, and the bottom is the stalls for the animals.  His wagon is his trailer.  It seemed fitting that Harrison wanted a farm theme for his fourth birthday.

Party planner, I am not, but I enjoy having family and friends over; especially, for a birthday celebration.  I had fun with this one.  My favorite thing may have been the invitations we used.  We ordered them from sunnysideprintparty on Etsy.  I was flabbergasted Harrison didn’t choose the green tractor.  Usually, if it’s not John Deere, it isn’t a tractor.

 

I ran all my ideas by the “boss” (a.k.a., Harrison) to make sure he actually liked everything. I didn’t want to have a birthday for him that wasn’t really for him.  He picked out the invitation from several choices I found.  I was good to myself and kept it simple this year.  Instead of a cake, I made cupcakes and put plastic farm animals on top. (Okay, full disclosure: I also made a tractor cake, but that was in a cake pan, and for his family celebration.) I didn’t put out a lot of food because the party was early afternoon. Just apples, oranges, and popcorn.  I made apple cider to drink.  See.  Simple.  I did learn that I should inform people they can eat the food when I make a display like this.  Apparently, people thought it looked nice and was just decoration.

 

DSC_0083We planned several activities to keep the children busy, and I really didn’t need to.  The weather was beautiful, so everyone pretty much played outside.  Nice to not have a lot of young children running around the house.

 

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No one played "pin the wheel on the tractor", but David worked hard on it.

No one played “pin the wheel on the tractor”, but David worked hard on it.

The birthday boy had a great day, and I’m left feeling cliché.  Where did the time go?  How is my little baby already 4?! Le sigh.

 

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Thanks to everyone who celebrated with us.  It was a wonderful celebration.

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Harrison’s Gems

IMG_3264Harrison’s back with more wit and hilarity. A few observations:

  1. Harrison likes to start things with, “Oh…”
  2. Why is he talking about Facebook? I think I mentioned “Facebook” to him one time when I was looking at pictures on there. Memory. Of. An. Elephant.
  3. He is too good at excuses/reasons/whatever you want to call them for why he is or isn’t doing something. I am pretty sure I should be very worried. He’s not even 4.

Overheard by me while all the boys were in Harrison’s room:

H: This is just a rock show for boys and men.

David: No. Mommy can come, too.

H: No, girls can’t come to shows with guitars…The parking lot is bumpy. They don’t like the bumpiness. 

H: I have to go to New York for work. I won’t be back for your birthday. 

Me: That makes me sad. 

H: Oh, I will wish you, “Happy Birthday”, on Facebook. 

Me: Doesn’t Mommy deserve better than that?

H: Oh…I will call you on the phone. (Gee, thanks.)

Stops on his way up the stairs and holds his foot.

Me: Harrison, are you okay?

H: No, I’m having trouble going upstairs. My foot is giving me pain. (He was fine. Just empathizing with PaPa.)

Picking raspberries with Mommy.

M: Are you going to pick more raspberries?

H: Oh, my back is bothering me, and the prickliness hurts my fingers. I will just eat them. 

Upon coming into his room during rest time. 

M: Why is your closet light on?

H: I was putting star stickers on my wall to make my closet beautiful. I got them out of my backpack. 

You can catch up with what Harrison’s been saying over the past few months, here, here, and here

 

Harrison’s Gems

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Whew, there have been quite a few of these, lately. Honestly, I should do a weekly post of “Harrison’s Gems”, but I forget to write them down sometimes, then I’m left trying to remember how they came out, and what the context was. Unfortunately, by the end of the day, my brain is no longer capable of remembering anything other than I thought it was funny or clever. Bummer.

I do have a lot since the last time I posted, so I will help myself out (since I already fell off my 2x/week-post-wagon) and just share a few this time around. One thing is evident by these snippets into Harrison’s life. He loves his family fiercely. Even when talking about what seems like the smallest things, he gets super excited. It’s hard to convey that in writing, but this boy lights up when he talks about his family. His whole demeanor changes, and there is something different about him. His voice changes, and he gets a big smile.

H: (showing me the wooden beads he strung) I made this necklace for Grandpa.

M: You mean, ‘Nana’?

H: No. It’s for Grandpa.

M: Why is the necklace for Grandpa?

H: Oh, he needs color. 

 

H: I love finding worms, Mommy. 

M: Why do you like that so much?

H: Because Ketcher asked me. 

 

H: (on the way to the Farmer’s Market) Is Uncle Scott meeting us, Mommy?

M: Yes.

H: I want to hold Uncle Scott’s hand.

 

Daddy, if you’re reading this: There are no super-special-secret foods you can eat with or around Harrison. I’m not sure why you haven’t figured that one out yet. I present Exhibit A:

H: You know what, Mommy?!

M: What, Harrison?

H: Me and Daddy ate a secret-special burrito and fries. Daddy said it was a secret. (I don’t even want to know where from.)

You can catch up on some of Harrison’s other gems here, here, and here.

Structuring Our Summer

When I shared pictures from our first zoo day, I mentioned that it was part of Harrison’s  summer “schedule”. There were a few reasons we decided Harrison, and we, would benefit from structure to his day over these summer months.

  • For the past 9 months, Harrison went to school five days/week from 8:15 – 1.  He got use to, and thrived upon, a consistent morning routine, school, rest time/nap, etc.
  • Harrison needs structure. We worked hard to establish this consistency, and we didn’t want to mess with it. Harrison knew he had to get up, “make” his bed, brush teeth/potty, get dressed… He did this all with little help from us, and we didn’t want to step backwards and start veering from what he was use to.  This doesn’t mean he doesn’t stay in pajamas a little longer on the weekends, but he honestly prefers to get ready for the day first thing.
  • Routine is good. A consistent routine is even better. If Harrison knows what to expect, with some flexibility, he likes that. So do we.
  • If Harrison doesn’t have anything to do, he starts clinging to us. Sometimes, it feels likes he’s literally clinging. to. us. I love my first-born, but when he clings, he starts becoming a little whiny, and he suddenly needs help with everything. He also gets into trouble.
  • We don’t want to feel like we’re starting over come September. There really isn’t a reason to deviate from the norm, other than Harrison is at home instead of school 5 days/week.
  • Oh yea, that’s the real reason. Harrison is home 5 extra days a week, and that’s some serious entertaining to do when your child is 3 1/2. Throw a 14-month-old in there, and it starts to feel like a circus act. Not in a “I’d pay money to see that” kind of circus act. Unless of course, you are in the habit of paying to watch other people suffer. I kid…. Honestly, Harrison thrives when given structured independence (i.e., I set up his environment so he can pick what to do with little assistance from me).

So, where did we start? We happened to read this article, which I also mentioned before. We paired this information along with Harrison’s typical routine, and tossed in some summer fun.

  1. Bracket the day:
  • We start the day the same way. Harrison’s morning routine (bathroom, get dressed, put pajamas away, “make” bed), followed by breakfast. Twice a week, Harrison is responsible for planning breakfast. It can be as simple as deciding it’s cereal and fruit, or more involved like pancakes or waffles. Harrison loves helping in the kitchen, and he received some kitchen tools for Christmas this past year, so he has everything he needs to make breakfast. He also has to take care of the class rabbit (we have her for several weeks) and help water plants.
  • We end the day with a bath (most nights) and a bedtime story. Sometimes, this is a short book, but most of the time it’s 20 minutes or more of a chapter book or David telling a story. While the length of time may change, there is always a story.

2. Establish Periodicity: 

  • We have activities that occur each day. Monday mornings, Harrison runs errands with me while Beckett naps.  Tuesdays and Thursdays, we hit up a park nearby. Wednesdays, we hit up the zoo. Once a month, we will go someplace else (Museum of Transportation, Myseum, Botanical Gardens…). Fridays, we go to the library and hike on the nature trails nearby. David and I also keep our eyes and ears out for other events going on. If there’s something happening on a Monday, we don’t rule it out just because that’s set aside for errands. We obviously have some flexibility.
  • Within each day, we also try to keep the schedule as consistent as possible. Except for Wednesdays, when we try to leave the house earlier than 10, and Harrison and I are gone most of the day, the day usually looks the same with a few variables. Both boys have independent/free play after breakfast. When Beckett goes down for his morning nap, Harrison and I leave for a morning activity before lunch. We come home for lunch, play time, and then rest/quiet time in his room. Right now, he has his basket of books in his room during this time, but I am thinking of adding journaling, in the form of pictures. This is something I would do with him. I would journal with him, or he could dictate to me, or something else.  After rest in his room, Harrison has quiet activity time while Beckett is taking his afternoon nap. Many of these activities are things he can do independently. The idea is that he does them while I am also working. Sometimes, I am in the room with him, but other times, I am taking care of other things, and he can come to me if he needs some help. I asked his teacher for some ideas a few months back, and I’m glad I did. I think I would have focused on too many challenging tasks and missed the point of quiet activities. There are one or two activities that require my assistance/supervision (cutting, pricking), but most of the activities are pretty simple for Harrison (lacing, stringing beads, building puzzles, crayon work). After this, David usually comes home, or it’s snack time, and we go get Beckett up.

3. Keep spontaneity:

  • surprise them, but keep the surprises low-key: This is key! I do not tell Harrison the day before, or even the morning of, that we are making s’mores, for example. If I do this, he will ask about it all day. He will also ask to eat marshmallows, graham crackers, and chocolate before we even have s’mores.
  • make the surprises low-stakes: This means it’s okay if they don’t happen. Don’t make the surprise a family trip. This would be bad on multiple levels, but mostly because no one wants to feel unprepared for something as big as a trip. These types of surprises quickly become stressful for everyone.
  • If it is a big deal, tell them ahead of time. When we go somewhere else on zoo day, or any day, I let Harrison know in advance. If appropriate, we may read about the place we are going, talk about expectations, look at pictures.

4. Continue chores:

  • Don’t let your child(ren) out of chores because it’s summer. This isn’t an issue with Harrison. Maybe older children will feel less inclined to continue chores because it’s summer? We don’t call them “chores” anyway.
  • Consistency and contribution are critical. I talked about how Harrison contributes in this post. 

This is just Harrison’s everyday “schedule” during the weekdays. There is more flexibility during the weekends, but we ALWAYS start and end the day the same. These are key for Harrison. We may not do quiet activities because we are out/spending time with family, though. We also still make time for just spending time together as a family. I don’t want to leave the impression that we schedule Harrison’s entire day down to the minute or that we never do anything without first planning for it. We play games, go on walks, visit the pool (as soon as it warms up), run around, whatever. It’s just nice to not be trying to randomly fill time all day, every day.

Does anyone else do this, or a variation of this, for their kids over the summer? Is it all summer camps and then free time once your kids are at home? Harrison did summer camp last year, and we plan on having him attend one at least one month this summer.  I’d also love any information on events/places around here that we should make sure to check out over the summer. This is just our second summer here, so I’m still not entirely versed on places to go/things to do.

Zoo Day!

Today, Harrison and I went to the zoo (along with everyone’s cousin and their dog). It happened to be our “zoo day”.  After reading an article in the last newsletter from Harrison’s school, David and I decided we needed to sit down and come up with a summer schedule for Harrison. We were already thinking of making a schedule, but reading the article was a friendly reminder to get on it, ‘yo. No, don’t do that. Yeah, the “‘yo'” may have been a bit much.

I’ll write another post about Harrison’s summer schedule, but today is about Zoo Day. We decided every Wednesday will be a day for us to go to the zoo. The St. Louis Zoo is (amazingly) free, but we also received a membership this past Christmas.  That gives us even more incentive to go.  Who doesn’t love free train rides and admission to the Children’s Zoo, to name a few perks. There are plenty of indoor exhibits, too, so we will not be deterred by rain or heat. This trip, we covered: River’s Edge, The Insectarium, and The Children’s Zoo. Not so say we won’t revisit. Honestly, there weren’t many animals out in River’s Edge. We basically saw a hyena and the Asian elephants. Good thing we will be back.

You may have already seen these pictures, but here is a little recap:

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Asian elephant.

He always has to ride the frogs before we go inside at the Children's Zoo.

He always has to ride the frogs before we go inside at the Children’s Zoo.

I wasn't so sure this meerkat was real.

I wasn’t so sure this meerkat was real.

Of all the animals to learn about, Harrison wanted to know more about...guinea pigs.

Of all the animals to learn about, Harrison wanted to know more about…guinea pigs.

Driving through rough waters.

Driving through rough waters.

These statues were a close second to the real things.

These statues were a close second to the real things.

When your 3 1/2 year-old requests a picture, you take it.

When your 3 1/2 year-old requests a picture, you take it.

I had to take his picture 3 times :).

I had to take his picture 3 times :).

We planned on riding the train, but I waited until we were close to leaving (mid-afternoon), and that was a mistake! The lines were ridiculously long. Fortunately, Harrison was okay with waiting until next time. I will make sure to do that first thing. I’m sure someone will remind me if I forget, though.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Feeling (Relatively) Empty

When I posted about Harrison’s “big boy” room, I mentioned that the lack of toys was purposeful. I also said I would talk about why that is. First, let me say why it isn’t:

  • It is not because he doesn’t have any toys. Ha! He has plenty, they’re just not in his room. We did not do a mass purging. Although, the idea of that sounds good to me. David’s closet is starting to look like a toy store.
  • It is not a punishment. We didn’t take all of Harrison’s toys away because he did something wrong. Believe me, I’ve thought about it. I don’t know who that would be punishing, though…
  • They are not in his closet. We actually did have a shelving unit in his closet at one point that housed many of his toys. That unit has since moved into the upstairs living space. That was part of Phase 1 in updating Harrison’s room.

So, why did we take pretty much all the toys out of Harrison’s room? Well, it was distracting. I know I said it wasn’t as a punishment. It wasn’t. It was to help Harrison. Let me backtrack two years ago. Harrison was 18-months, and was starting to get inconsistent with the naps. My child who typically went down for a nap (twice a day) without much issue, was starting to spend sometimes half of his nap “talking” and “walking”. He wasn’t upset (most of the time), he was just not interested in the sleep part as much. I would pick him up from his sitter, and sometimes 2-3xs/week find out that he “eventually fell asleep” or maybe didn’t sleep at all. There would be days I would just be getting up from my work to go retrieve him from his crib and he had finally fallen asleep. The good news was that this never effected his bedtime, other than him going to bed sooner for lack of nap.

Up until 6-months ago, Harrison was still regularly napping in the afternoons, even if it was only 45-minutes. 45-minutes is still a nice little break for a mom, though. And, often it was just what his body needed to re-energize (i.e., not be a grouch the rest of the afternoon until bed). He was fighting it, though, many days. We were dealing with tantrums and battles during nap time at home because he kept going into his closet to play, which resulted in making noise when little brother was napping. We tried putting things in his closet during nap and put a child safety cover on the closet door knob so Harrison wouldn’t access his toys. This led to more frustration on his part and climbing furniture to reach things on shelves. Clearly, it was now also a safety issue. We were all exhausted from “nap time” and it was hurting our relationship with Harrison.

I thought things had turned around when Harrison started going a full-day at school. Since this included nap time, I thought the other children would serve as models for Harrison. I foolishly hoped that since Harrison would see other children sleeping, he would do it, too. Sure, I expected some inconsistencies at first. He had never done a group nap time. He usually slept in a room to himself; his own room. Initially, this worked. I would pick Harrison up, and he had napped the entire 2-hours! That lasted all of a month, maybe. Then I started to notice sometimes Harrison immediately went into “fight” mode with us after school. He would be telling me what he wanted for snack, and that would lead to tears and anger because he was so tired he couldn’t get it out or he would say the wrong thing and get upset when I brought him what he didn’t actually want. I started asking the teachers if there were issues at school, and I requested that they let me know if he napped or not because he was struggling in the afternoons. If he was napping, and still behaving this way, I was even more concerned.

Well, it turned out Harrison was having a few issues in the classroom. He wasn’t necessarily behaving badly, but he was struggling to choose work, and he was easily distracted. His teacher also pointed out that he seemed to have trouble regulating his volume, even though he was hearing fine and knew what “quiet voice” meant. We noticed him wiggling in his seat a lot at meal-time, and it wasn’t because he had to use the bathroom. During nap time, they had started covering the book shelves because Harrison was apparently noticing the books and loudly labeling them and trying to get things off the shelf. They would turn on a sound machine to help with background noise from the elementary students (I’m not sure if this was for Harrison or if the already did this). The teachers would sit next to Harrison and stroke his back, and this helped him fall asleep… short-term.

I watched Harrison try to nap one day at home, and it was painful. My child was so tired, but all he did was toss and turn and get out of bed, get back in bed, reposition himself; try to fall asleep. He knew it was hard. He wanted to avoid this painful time for himself, I think. He would be yawning and rubbing his eyes, but be telling me he wasn’t tired. Occasionally, he would say, “I can’t sleep, Mommy”. I wanted to help him. I felt like his room wasn’t his anymore, though. This was his space, and we were pretty much forbidding him from accessing his things during this 1-2 hour block of time.

We decided it was time to change his room. We took the cover off his doorknob. We took the shelf out of the closet with his toys and moved it into the space outside his room. We took the books off his shelf and put them in a basket somewhere else.  Labor Day weekend, we arranged for him to stay with David’s parents, and we started painting. We had shown him the colors beforehand, and we sent pictures along the way so Harrison could see the progress.  The last thing we wanted to do was surprise him. That’s a no-no with Harrison most of the time (unless it’s, “Surprise! We have a cupcake for you!).

Basically, Harrison needs minimal distractions to be able to rest.  There are still some things we want to do with Harrison’s room, but that likely won’t included putting toys back in there any time soon. And that’s okay with us and him. Give him a few books during rest, and he’s usually golden. He comes up with plenty to do without toys.

It’s Nice To Feel Appreciated

It’s Teacher Appreciation Week, and Target has already nixed those cards in preparation for Mother’s Day. Seriously. Why do they do that?! It’s okay to have Christmas decor out before Halloween is over, but it is apparently asking too much to be able to get a card for Teacher Appreciation Week the actual week it occurs. I guess I have no one to blame but myself for not “getting on that”.

I don’t actually need a special card to thank Harrison’s teachers. I am beyond thankful for them day after day. I gush about Harrison’s Montessori experience constantly, and I jump at any opportunity to tell my friends about his school. I talk about the classroom; how it’s set up and how beautiful the materials are. I talk about how I am in awe of the fact that a group of 25+ children 2 1/2 – 6 can coexist in this environment without constant intervention from adults. I talk a lot about how wonderful I think Montessori is, and I mention the teachers, but I don’t really hang on that point. It has nothing at all to do with me not appreciating what Harrison’s teachers do. I feel like it has more to do with me not being able to fully comprehend how they do what they do.

First, let me say that I have respect and appreciation for all (okay, most) teachers. And, I do not mean to say that unless a teacher is a Montessori teacher, I think they are any less of a teacher. It’s more that I know and understand my son, and I know that Montessori is for him. I also know that Montessori with the teachers he has is for him. My intrigue with Montessori started before I was even pregnant with Harrison. I worked with a little girl who attended a Montessori school in North Carolina, and I remember thinking to myself how impressed and amazed I was at what was happening around me while I was there. I talked to David about it that night, and I casually mentioned that I would consider Montessori for our child(ren).

Fast forward 4 1/2 years, and we were trying to decide what we wanted to do with Harrison. I thought about his personality, his skills, his needs, and I didn’t feel like traditional preschool was for him. I recalled a friend of mine telling me about her first son’s experience with traditional school, and how it wasn’t a fit for him. The things she talked about hearing from the teacher regarding her son reminded me so much of Harrison. She said that after that experience, she and her husband looked into Montessori, and they ultimately decided to enroll their son. He has flourished. I kept thinking about Harrison, and I thought back to the Montessori school I had been in. David and I had talked about options, and we decided to schedule some observations. Well, after visiting the school Harrison currently attends, we knew it was for him. Harrison knew, too.

I know I want to write more about Harrison’s experience (and ours) with Montessori, so I’ll direct this post back to being thankful for his teachers. Of course I am thankful for the work he does there and the”formal” lessons he receives, but I am mostly thankful for the person they are helping form. I am thankful that these women have opened my eyes to who my son is and his potential. I don’t mean I didn’t already have high hopes for him, but I mean his potential in this moment. I feel like it’s easy to just see what your child isn’t doing (not putting shoes on, not cleaning up toys) and to look past what they are doing (he got out napkins for everyone without being asked; he put away his brother’s toys). When I look at those things, I realize the potential in Harrison to be this kind, generous, loving person if I don’t constantly remind him of what he’s not doing and let him know I see what he is doing. I don’t know that I did enough of that before, and maybe other people don’t need someone else to help them to do that. I did. And I’m thankful Harrison has the type of teachers who helped me do that.

I’m thankful that Harrison’s teachers love him.  When Harrison needed a little more guidance to choose materials for work, his teacher would invite him to walk around the classroom and help him to choose something. When Harrison struggled to rest his body at nap time, his teachers would sit next to him and stroke his back, knowing that helped calm his body. I think Harrison tells them, but if not, he loves you, too. He talks about Miss Sarah’s beautiful hair or Miss Peggy’s pretty outfit. He always talks about them with such fondness, and he lights up when he mentions a time he was invited to help with something. And I really know he loves them because there have been multiple times, “Mommy” is the 3rd name that comes to mind when he starts to tell or ask me something.

There is so much I appreciate about Harrison’s teachers, but most importantly, I just appreciate the women they are. They are more than the training they have to be a Montessori instructor. To me, they are special people who are seeing my son’s potential everyday, and they are helping him grow and always better himself. And they have made me better (I think, anyway) in the process. Thank you.

Constructing a 3rd Birthday Party!

Okay, so I’m really behind on this one, but I figured since I composed a post on Beckett’s birthday, I owed Harrison one. Plus, I posted about Harrison’s birthday the past two years. We went with a construction theme for Harrison’s third birthday, as the child possibly has an affinity for all things construction.

We didn’t take a lot of photos during the day, as it was a bit chaotic. This was the first time Harrison had a birthday party that involved friends, and not just family. I guess his first birthday involved a couple of friends, but he didn’t really choose them (sorry Dillon and Owen). That party was more about people that were important to us; well, Harrison, too, but he just didn’t know it at the time.

I like to have a theme for a party, at least a birthday party, but I don’t like to go overboard. I think a few touches here and there and getting clever with some things goes a long way. The funny thing is I realize some people may read this and think we did too much or not enough. It worked for us, and, most importantly, the birthday boy.

Going with the construction theme, we purchased orange utility flags from Lowe’s and lined the sidewalk to the front door. Inside the house, we set up construction “zones”. Upstairs, we had paper and crayons for the kids to draw out plans (or just play). On the main floor, we had blocks set up for them to build with. David “taped off” the living room with construction tape.

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We made the framed chalkboard right before Harrison’s birthday. I bought a frame from Goodwill for $7, and then we spray painted the frame and rolled chalkboard paint right over the picture inside. I wanted to do this for a while, and knowing we were having people over gave me the kick in the pants I needed to get it done.

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You might also notice the little banner on the fire place. I intended to have more pictures of Harrison, but this was last-minute, and I didn’t have time to go in and scale his head in other photos to make it work. I think people still got the idea, and it had the intended effect. Harrison loved it, his friends thought it was funny, and family thought it was cute.

Outside, we had some shovels and gravel and trucks. We really lucked out with the weather, as it was early November. It was a gorgeous day, and it was nice to let the kids run around outside.

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When it came time for cake, I went pretty simple. Well, let me back up and say the cake looked simple. I decided on a vegan cake. The reason I did this was because I was on a restricted diet at the time as a result of some sensitivities Beckett was experiencing. Maybe it was selfish, but I wanted some cake, too.  The cake was A PROCESS! I was frosting it when the first guests arrived. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a cake I could’ve done ahead of time. When I had some the next day, it was still delicious, but it was very crumbly, and the frosting came off in pieces.

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It was a big hit with Harrison and most of the other children. Harrison wanted seconds, and another child was trying to get thirds! One child tried it, and then he politely told me he didn’t like it and was throwing it away. In full disclosure, it wasn’t completely vegan. The dirt was crushed Joe-Joes from Trader Joe’s, and the rocks were chocolate-covered raisins. Most people just got the cake with frosting, though.  And, yes, I did clean the bulldozer before putting it on the cake.

I purchased some cupcakes in case the cake was a flop or a few kids hated it. I almost got one out for the one child who didn’t like the cake, but it turned out I didn’t have to. He didn’t ask for anything else, and there were other snacks for him to eat. In hindsight, I was glad I didn’t have to pull out the cupcakes. I think that would’ve been disastrous.

It was such a fun day, and I was grateful that Harrison had so many friends to share in his celebration. It made turning 3 even more special! He’s already planned out his next 5 birthdays, too.

 

Harrison’s Gems

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I’m back with another installment of the things Harrison says that amuse me for some reason or another.

Daddy: “Harrison, did you know we just had an election for President? We re-elected Barack Obama.”

Harrison: “It’s broccoli, Daddy.”

Harrison: “Can I play in the basement?”

Mommy: “Not right now. We can go after Beckett goes down for his nap.”

Harrison: (a few minutes later, and Beckett is fussing) “I think Beckett needs to go to sleep, Mommy. He’s crying. He’s tired.”

Mommy: “I don’t feel well, Harrison. You’ll have to be patient with Mommy.”

Harrison: “Oh, I will give you a hug, Mommy, and make you feel better.”

Harrison: “No, don’t touch those, Beckett. They’re too spicy!” (He knows Beckett is putting things in his mouth, and he also knows he doesn’t like to put spicy things in his mouth.)

Harrison: “Mississippi is a time, Mommy.”

Mommy: “What do you mean, Harrison?”

Harrison: “The kids in the Elementary always say, ‘1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi…’.”

Mommy: “Well, Mississippi is a state, just like Missouri.”

Harrison: “Where is she?”

Mommy: (I’m still not understanding) “Huh? I’m talking about a state. Mississippi is 1 of 50 states in our country.”

Harrison: “I don’t see her.”

Mommy: “Oh! No, sweetie. It’s one word. Mississippi (trying to say it faster). It’s not ‘Miss Issippi’.”

Harrison: (why he didn’t help with making waffles) “Daddy told me not to.”

Mommy: Daddy isn’t here, Harrison. He didn’t say that.”

Harrison: “He sent me a text.”

Mommy: “Do you need a tissue?”

Harrison: “No.”

Mommy: “Then, why are you sniffling?”

Harrison: “I’m pretending to be a dog.”

Harrison: “Never be together. Your friends, and my friends, and your friends…” (his rendition of Taylor Swift)

To read more of Harrison’s gems, you can read here and here.

Harrison’s Gems

I’m back with another installment of conversations and random exchanges we have with Harrison that make us laugh, think, and say, “Huh?”.

Mommy playing with Harrison’s hair

Harrison: “Stop playing with me, Mommy. I’m not a toy.”

 

When asked to clean up his crayons before dinner

Harrison: “No, don’t put my crayons away. I’m still crowning.” (Mommy is glad you’re not)

 

At the duck pond, after we ran out of bread.

Harrison: “Don’t eat me, duck. I’m not food.”

 

Mommy putting together the Nose Frida for Beckett.

Harrison: “What’s that , Mommy?”

Mommy: “It’s a filter for the snot sucker.”

Harrison: “That’s interesting, Mommy.” (He said this very sincerely and then walked away to go play.)

 

Mommy was reading a magazine insert saying it was National Joke Day. This led to a VERY drawn out knock-knock joke.

Mommy: “Knock-knock”

silence

Mommy: “Say, ‘Who’s there?’.”

Harrison (looking at picture): “Apple”

Mommy: “No. I say, ‘Knock-knock’, then you say, ‘Who’s there?’.”

All over again

Harrison. “Tree.” “Gingerbread.” …

It kept going on like this until he said, “I don’t know, Mommy.”

 

Driving home from school:

Harrison: “Look there’s a geese.”

Mommy: “Well, one is a ‘goose’. More than one is ‘geese’.”

Harrison: “Yeah, a geese.”

Mommy: “A goose.”

Harrison: “There’s lots of geese.”

Mommy: “You’re right. Geese.”

Harrison: “Yep. I know.”

 

Helping me get cloth diapers

Harrison: “You have to get them before you get dark.”

Mommy: “Before it gets dark?”

Harrison: “No. You don’t want to get dark.”

Mommy: (confused) “Ok.”

 

Comes into our room after his bath and sees his trick-or-treat bag

Harrison: “Can I have those (treats)?”

Mommy: “No. You already had one today.”

Harrison: “Don’t throw them away.”

Mommy: “Okay.”

Leaves with Daddy.

Harrison (whispers): “Don’t let Mommy throw them away, Daddy.”

 

At dinner last night

Mommy: “Harrison, it’s November now. Do you know what happens in November?”

Harrison: (excited) “My birthday! Is today my birthday?”

Mommy: “No. It’s next week. You get to celebrate a lot.”

Harrison: “Oh, I want a cake. And pumpkin-chocolate muffins…(kept listing things).” “Can I share brownies with my friends at school?”

Mommy: “Yes. Do you want to take s’mores brownies?”

Harrison: “Can I try them first?”