Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Pulling to standing produces tears. Of parents?

Today Harmon was playing in a laundry basket while Aaron and I were eating lunch, and he pulled himself up to standing for the first time. We both rejoiced while he tipped over, being caught by Aaron right before his face would have met the floor. We then further rejoiced, almost to the point of our own tears. We are such freaks.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Pre-Dinner Torture

Yesterday I made the unfortunate mistake (just like last week) of going to the grocery store right before dinner. Now as we all know this has dire consequences on the bill, because suddenly everything including that tub of ben and jerry's on sale is necessary instead of possibly quite enjoyable. But I digress. I have heard the trauma and plight of other parents taking their children to the grocery store, the kids begging for things and putting things in their cart, opening packages, etc. But I thought I had a while before this started. You know, at least until Harmon could point or recognize what the Lucky Charms box looks like. I was wrong. The worst part is always the end in the produce section. I put in bananas, he hollers for them. I grab a cantaloupe and it's like I'm pinching him. I put in the holy blueberries and it appears to those around me that I have just smacked my child upside the head for all the screaming he has started.

Two lessons learned:
1. I am grateful my child loves (and can apparently recognize) fruit
2. Don't go to the store before anyone's mealtime, even if they are only 9 months old

Monday, August 3, 2009

Here Comes Trouble

Long Bean is using his skills for evil now. And when I say skills I mean he still uses his arms locked together to drag his body, but in the back is up on his knees propelling him forward faster than his arms. It's quite silly really. But now he is using his skills to crawl through the entertainment center and get to the cords, quickly get to and try to eat plastic grocery bags that have yet to be emptied, and tip over any laundry basket or bin he can get his hands on. And we love it. I don't think I've seen parents so excited about their child's destruction. I will just have to remind myself that when he is destructing and I have another child to tend to as well.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Thanks for the reminder

Harmon often reminds me to do things I forget:

Scratches me to let me know it's time to cut his nails.

Knocks over/kisses/hits with toys the framed pictures leaning against the wall to let me know that 2 1/2 months is long enough to not put them up.

Gets poop on his changing pad so I remember to wash it.

Finds cheerios and pieces of plastic on the floor to help me see it's time to vacuum.

He is a good helper.