Can't get it out of my head!

I think my favorite part is the crying vegetables!

This is from the new Nick Jr. show called Yo Gabba Gabba!

Good Lord! What has happened to me?

On this day …

… 37 years ago, Kevin was born. He was due in October but apparently was anxious to get into this world so he made his appearance a little early. He was just a little guy when he was born but you wouldn’t know it by looking at him now! He has grown into a fine man – the best husband I could ask for and the best father Harmon (and Isabel) could ask for. He does it all, each and every day, and even though we tell him all the time, we’ll tell him again. We love you so much and truly appreciate all that you do for us – big and small!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Potty Wednesdays

As I documented at the beginning of the month, Harmon has started to use the potty a little bit. Although he has gone once for Kevin (he hasn’t gone for me at all yet), he seems to do it every Wednesday when my Mom is here. I don’t know what it is about her but, when she’s here, he asks to use the potty. I don’t really care who he goes for as long as he has an interest in going. I know it will be a long process but at least there is some potty progress!

Spot Takes the Plunge

Harmon has loved his baths lately. While we’re out walking, he’ll start asking for bubbles and then care barely wait until we get home. Kevin will start his bath water and Harmon will run back and forth between the living room and the bathroom getting various toys to throw in the tub. Usually, it’s just balls but, last week, he threw his “Spot Goes to School” book in there! It took us a while to notice so Spot took a hit. We thought about just putting Spot down but then I felt guilty and spent the next half hour blow drying it. Of course, he wanted to read it before bed that very night and we had to tell him Spot was on the 15-day DL. We tried to explain that books don’t go in the tub but realized there was a serious flaw in our logic since he’s had Bobalong Whale with him in the tub for about a year now. Guess we’ll just have to make sure no more books take the plunge!

As a side note, we wouldn’t have minded if all three of his Spot books went into the tub and immediately disintegrated. Harmon’s Grandma (or “eema,” as he says) got him "Where’s Spot?" earlier this year and he LOVED it! He loved it SO MUCH that we ended up reading it about 15,000 TIMES EACH DAY. The next time she visited, she brought him “Spot Goes to the Farm” and we were happy that we could read a DIFFERENT Spot book. We then bought him “Spot Goes to School,” mostly because he saw it at Borders, begged for it and didn’t want to let it go, even when we were checking out. We like little Spot just fine – he’s cute and goes on many adventures. But, because of the sheer repetition, we’re hoping one day to discover “Spot Meets a Goodyear” on the shelves at Borders!

Back it up!

There’s one Harmon quirk that I love but I don’t think I’ve ever written about on the blog. He did it a ton yesterday so that reminded me to document it before it slipped my mind AGAIN.

When he wants you to read to him (which is, pretty much, all the time), he’ll go get his books of choice and, if you’re sitting on the floor, he’ll back up into you until he falls in your lap. It’s funny to see this little butt keep backing up and backing up and then he practically trips over your legs and falls into your lap. It shows incredible trust on his part, knowing that we’re going to be there to catch him. It’s like those team building exercises (I think they’re called trust falls) that co-workers do at their company retreats but MUCH, MUCH cuter!

How Saturdays used to be

With the college football season fast approaching, Kevin and I have been thinking about how Saturdays used to be before Harmon’s arrival. Our best memories were Saturdays when Michigan would play on the road. We would wake up just in time to watch Lee Corso and Kirk Herbstreit make their predictions on ESPN’s College GameDay and then catch the Michigan kick-off at noon. At halftime, Kevin would venture out to get pizza (usually from Papa Romano’s – yum) and then we would eat and watch college football ALL DAY LONG – well past midnight when the West Coast games finally wrapped up.

Although Harmon lets us watch a ton of football (definitely more than we thought), we can’t quite do Saturdays the same way we used to. Maybe as Harmon gets older and grows to love college football, we can return to those old Saturdays!

Rock, G!

Every other Thursday, Harmon's day care has Mr. G, a local musician, come in to entertain the kids. They all get together to sing and dance and Mr. G takes requests (which apparently Harmon makes quite often). Per the teachers, the first couple of times the new kids experience music time with Mr. G can be a little scary. He comes blasting in with his guitar all loud and crazy and the kids freak out. At Harmon's first music time with Mr. G, he got scared and started to cry. He then walked up to him and told him to go "bye bye!" Hilarious!

But now, Harmon is down with Mr. G and I always can tell when it's a Mr. G. Thursday because he sings all the way home. Since Harmon likes to say "rock" whenever he hears a good song come on the radio, we've been trying to get him to tell Mr. G to "rock!" It always comes out "Rock, G!"

Speaking of rocking, check this out! Awesome! There can never be enough Bruce!

Car knowledge

When we're out and about, Kevin often quizzes me about the other cars on the road and, more often than not, I fare very well in these quizzes. He seems surprised with my car knowledge until I remind him that I SHOULD know a thing or two about a thing or two since I was born and raised in the automotive capital of the world! I honestly just think it happens through osmosis around here.

Anyway, I think I passed on my car knowledge to Harmon. Not only does he love cars (and feels the need to point to and tell us about every car on the road), he already can ID at least two of them. A couple of weeks ago, he and my Mom were at one of the parks near our house. Usually, we don't drive home past this park but, on this day, we did. Unbeknownst to us, Harmon started yelling "Mama" and "Dada" as we drove by. We turned into our neighborhood and saw my Mom's car in the parking lot so we stopped to meet up with them. My Mom didn't see us drive by or pull into the parking lot and was wondering why Harmon was making such a fuss. She then realized that HE must have seen us. We thought, yeah, sure but then he did something similar Sunday night when we were out for our nightly walk.

We were walking through a ton of cars in the condo community near us and passed by a black and grey Honda Element. The second he saw it, he started yelling "Nana" and "Papa!" So, maybe he DID see our Jeep Liberty and know it was us back in the park that day!

21 months

Harmon is 21 months old today. I had a hard time coming up with new things to write about so Kevin and I had to brainstorm. We thought, jeez, he hasn’t done a ton of new blog-worthy things lately but, after thinking about it, he really has. So, following (in no particular order at all) is what Harmon’s been up to since his 20-month update:

He loves the clocks in our house and whenever they chime, he runs around saying “ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong” in tune.

He’s still talking a ton and repeating everything (we have to be SO careful). He says truck but puts an “f” in place of the “tr,” so that’s always fun. He also says clock (especially when it chimes, see above) but conveniently forgets the “l.” He is speaking in simple sentences and still is saying new words every day. Lately, he loves to say “hey, baby!”

When he falls down, which seems to be all the time, he comes running to us doing this fake-cry thing to get a sympathy hug. Once he gets that hug, he’s back at it. Also, if he wants you to go somewhere with him, he’ll walk up to you, say “hand, hand,” grab your hand and lead you where he wants you to go!

We’ve really worked hard lately on colors. His Legos (or noo-noos, as he calls them) come in red, yellow, blue, green, orange and purple so he knows those colors pretty well. It’s the cutest thing to hear him say orange. He’s also been interested in his numbers over the past couple of weeks and he can count to 13. I don’t know why 13, but he loves 13!

Before bed (or before one of us leaves), Harmon gives a hug, a regular kiss and an Eskimo kiss. He has to give all three and he has to give all three to both of us. And, speaking of bed, he is at the point where he can get one leg over the top of his crib. So, I think we’re going to have to lower it to the lowest and final notch. In addition to the crib thing, he’s also climbing on all items of furniture. He climbs up on his chair and then uses the chair to climb on the couch. Sometimes, he’ll actually sit there with us for two whole seconds!

A few months ago, the music and sounds on his stroller stopped working (evidently, the wires came lose and needed to be soldered back together). Kevin fixed it about a week ago and Harmon has been addicted to it ever since. He hasn’t even wanted to go for walks in his beloved wagon lately because he would rather play the music (on a freakin’ continuous loop) in his stroller.

His favorite things lately have been TWO BALLS (I hope his love for balls never goes away), hanging out in his pool, reading, and stalking his monitor (he is obsessed with that thing and we have no idea why)!

Whom?

When it’s time to go (or at totally random times during the day), Harmon will start yelling “Let’s go, Mama,” “Let’s go, Dada,” and then continue with let’s go Nana, Papa, Stacey, Erin, Grandma, Grandpa and Isabel. Sometimes, he also will include his teachers and friends from day care in this “roll call.” One name we don’t recognize at all is DeeDee. We thought maybe one of his teachers (Debra) had the kids call her DeeDee since Debra is hard to say but we asked and that is not the case. Basically, we have NO IDEA who DeeDee is so, if any of you know, can you clue us in?

Maybe he simply said “hey, baby” to a girl one too many times and now has a secret girlfriend. Who knows!

GPS

We’ve discovered have our own GPS device and I don’t mean a Global Positioning System. Harmon has what we call a Global Park Sensor, which means he can detect any park within a one-mile radius. Each and every time he gets in a car (it doesn't matter whose car), it takes him mere seconds to start craning his neck in search of the nearest park. We can’t drive by a park without hearing pleas of “swing” or “slide” from the back seat! And, during our nightly walks, he knows EXACTLY where the two parks in our neighborhood are located, no matter which path we take. It amazes us how he can remember where all these parks are but, when we take him in the morning, he fails to remember these trips later that evening! Selective toddler memory, I guess, combined with that GPS!

It's time to get to know your potty chair!

We bought Harmon a potty chair about a month ago with the intentions is simply getting him used to it. One thing that triggered this purchase was the fact that he tells us "poo poo" when he's doing just that in his diaper. To build on this, when we're in the bathroom, we try to explain that Mommy and Daddy are going potty too so he has some kind of clue. Over the past couple of weeks, after he's said "poo poo," we've been sitting him on the potty chair just so he can get used to the feel of it. And, quite frankly, we've been pretty happy with the fact that he doesn't hate it. But, yesterday, he had a breakthrough when my Mom was with him. He told her he had to go so she got the potty chair and sat him on it. My Mom distracted him from the difficult task at hand with a book and the TV and, after a short while, he actually went #1 and #2 in the potty! She was stunned and called me and then I was stunned and called Kevin who also was stunned!

I know it doesn't mean he's going to do it all the time from now on but it's a big step – one we need to build on. We've decided to try at least once a day if/when he tells us and then just see how it goes. Maybe it was a fluke but it can't hurt to go with it. I must admit, though, that although we were SO proud of him for his potty chair efforts yesterday, we all were a little sad too. This is just another reminder that he's growing up so fast!