The Poo Chair

*Gross story alert*

So Harmon has this exersaucer toy that he has never spent much time in. He used to love it when he was first introduced, but as he got bigger he seemed to want to get out as soon as he got in. But for almost the entire time of it's use, he will be in it for a few minutes then decide to get his business done (maybe in a ploy to get free quicker?) So we lovingly say we are going to put him in his poo chair.

Today after lunch Aaron changed Harmon's wet diaper and put him in the poo chair. Not to poo, just to be entertained for a few minutes. A very short few minutes later I turned to Aaron and complained about the smell. He looked over at Harmon, said "OHHHHHHHHHHH!" and even though I was thinking he was complaining about the stinking, I looked at Harmon too.

Poo everywhere. All over his feet, the bottom part of the exersaucer, legs, etc. He was dancing in his own poo (and looked quite content). We screamed and laughed and then into the bath for Harmon and into the front yard for a hosing and lysoling for the exersaucer.

Did I mention how there was poo ALL OVER but NONE on his onesie, and only a bit on his pants? Aaron claims exemption from changing any more diapers based on the fact that he had just put one on (quite poorly) and there was poo everywhere as a result. Sadly for him he is not so lucky. But he will be sure to make those diapers tighter next time.

Good work Harmon for your second explosion of your life, the first right after you were born. And good job poo chair, you really earned your name today.

Harmon Loves

-playing with paper. especially ripping it. junk mail days are his favorite.
-screeching like a loud loud eagle.
-making snake sssssss noises.
-turning on and off the dimmer light switches. regular ones confuse him.
-chewing on the binky he's never liked to suck on.
-blueberries, cherries, strawberries, brown rice cooked in chicken broth, roast beef sandwiches, string cheese, yogurt, cottage cheese, multi-grain cheerios, bread, spaghetti with red sauce, graham crackers, anything his parents have in their hands.
-tags.
-knocking over block towers.
-army crawling for pens or cherries.
-holding the bumble ball on his belly so it shakes him violently.
-going for walks with dad.
-touching plants.
-dogs. especially when they lick his hands, he laughs a lot. sick.
-bathing, swimming.
-brushing his teeth.
-wind.
-uncle C.
-not sleeping.

Before I forget, Another tooth

Tooth number seven appeared on (early) Saturday morning. It's the one on the bottom one left of center. It has been bugging Harmon (all of us!) for a long while, we all rejoiced it's arrival.

For the baby book: the date was 7/11/09
(like this will ever make it to the baby book. so funny.)

Learning to share

Ok, so I suppose since Harmon didn't really know he had a blog, he won't be slighted by the fact that I have already decided to give half of it away to his unborn baby sibling. I just figured that since I am days away from being halfway pregnant, and days away from knowing ALF's gender, I should overtake this blog and turn it into a real mommy blog. That means I not only get to brag about how amazing I think Harmon is, but I can complain about ALF making me uncomfortable and preventing me from sleeping on my stomach and back because ALF is already so stinkin heavy feeling in there.

So, welcome to the newly purposed blog. I hope you enjoy. But if you don't, that's ok, because it's really for me anyway.

Almost There

Ladies and Gentlemen, we have movement, I repeat we have movement.

Lock up your cupboards and put your shoes away, this baby is (finally) starting to get around.

Teeth and Sleep

Sometime around Wednesday the 13th top center right tooth broke through. It has since caught up and perhaps surpassed both fang teeth. Top center left has been driving us all crazy for a couple of days, mostly Harmon. I assume it should break through any minute, since we have been able to see it for a week or two.

Also, Harmon slept 11 hour straight last night. And 8 hours the night before that. And 10 or 11 the night before that. The first time I didn't sleep much because I was still programmed to get up every hour or two, and had to make sure he wasn't dead. The last two nights have been successively better for me. I hope it lasts!!!

Fang 2

One off from center top left is now broken into the mouth. That's right, two bottom center, and two top each one off center. Can't wait until they come down/up more. We shall call him fang.