End of Harmon's Teeth

Yesterday I happened upon Harmon's two bottom back (2-year-old?) molars poking through. All of Harmon's baby teeth have now been introduced to his mouth and I hope to write nothing more on the subject until they start to fall out at the appropriate time. Hallelujah.

Talks

Harmon says a lot of things funny. And a lot of funny things.



Everything that ends in -er becomes -et: tiget, digget, papet, cracket

"It's tickles!" (meaning it tickles)

"There goes Harmon!" (especially great when shouted exiting Sacrament meeting at church)

"It's Babyzilla!"

There are more, but obviously I can't remember them now.

Standing Monster

So, Aaron already posted this on the "main" blog, but it is worth mentioning that besides thinking she can walk on her own and yesterday pulled herself up to standing on the underside of the high chair (one hand on the leg and the other on the strap) today when I went to get her after her nap she was standing in her crib. Aaron of course rejoiced while I cried. Can we just skip the part where she learns to walk to the part were she is coordinated and doesn't break her face open?

For the Record

Harmon head-butted his lovely sister in the mouth, making her top gums above her teeth. Bad times had by all. Feel free to use this against him in the future, Sammy.