New Beautiful Things

So, Harrison did two really amazing things this week that just broke my heart with their wonderfulness.  First thing, the other night he woke up and I heard him upstairs thudding around.  So I got up to our bedroom because he had wandered into our room.  When I noticed he didn't have baby sheep sheep, his favorite sleeping friend of the week, I whispered, "I know what you're missing!  Baby sheep sheep!  Do you want me to go and get him?" And he looked at me, with barely open eyes and a huge smile and said, "No Mama.  Just you.  And me."  Then he proceeded to smile widely as he fell back asleep.  Most amazing sleeping moment of my life.

The second wonderful bit happened during Tae kwon do class, something we just started last week.  He was doing this thing when the run and jump over the pole, like reverse limbo.  We normally don't get to be in the room with them, but we were in the back room so we got to sit in with them as they tried to jump.  Harrison went leaping over the bar and made it on the first try.  As he went running by, he came running right over to me, beaming, and said, "I'm so happy right now Mommy!  I give you a kiss!" and he proceeded to give me a huge smacker right on the lips.  Someday I will be longing for the days of public displays of affection, I'm sure.  I am so lucky to have such an unbelievably amazing little man.  What a dream.

The weirdest thing you've ever done

So, you're turning into a boy.  Which basically means you're like a crazy, irrational, drunk, silly grown man most of the time.

Today, after naptime, you came strolling downstairs like you always do, with rosy cheeks and sleepy eyes.  I told you to go sit on the little potty before we had "cuddle time" since we have a potty in the family room.   You fussed a bit but went right over and plopped down.  As we were both watching "The Real Housewives: Top 25 Moments," Daddy came downstairs and sat in the chair closest to you.  We were chatting and all of a sudden, you punched Daddy in the leg and propelled yourself off of the potty and onto the floor.  Upon reaching the floor (pants around your ankles), your potty bounced and spilled pee EVERYWHERE.  You proceeded to lay there like a dead man.  As Brian exasperatedly looked at me and hollered something, I had to cover my mouth and my eyes because I started laughing so hard tears were rolling down my face.  It was, by far, the weirdest chain of events you've caused so far.  Totally hysterical and totally weird, just like my adorable baby boy.  I love you, my wonderful friend.  Thank you for always doing silly things to keep us on our toes.  As you grow older, you just keep getting better and better, don't you?

And the swearing begins....

Today, as we were backing out of the driveway, from his carseat Harrison said, "Shit!"  Brian and I, trying not to laugh, said, "No, honey, we don't say that.  Say drats instead."  And he, smiling, said, "No, Mommy, I no say "drats!" I say "shit!"  Pure awesomeness!