Mommy and Daddy have a POTTY MOUTH!

Wait, what did you say? I'm a mother?.......  Not possible!!!  Sometimes I still cant believe I am a mom.  Does this happen to anyone but me?  I still look at Harlen and cant believe he is mine  ours. I look over at him sometimes and it hits me like a ton of bricks that I am forever responsible and that I will always be this little guys mom. I cant imagine my life without him and still cant believe that I have him, all at the same time.  I look at myself and feel like i am living someone else's life.  I mean, I drive a mini van .  A WHAT? Yep, a minivan (seriously, I swore I would never drive a soccer mom vehicle).  I have a car seat in my car with a little face that I always see in my rear view mirror, who gets excited to point out every single bird, truck, bus, plane, car, or person that we pass on the road. I constantly get asked, "whats that sound," "mommy, mommy, MOMMY, what do"  (which means, what am I doing) and I always, always get assistance on buckling him in each morning and afternoon and hear sweet pride in his voice when he yells "I DID IT" (fyi - we are really into independence these days). I have a little boy that hears everything and repeats almost everything that we say.  Which leads my to my bad mommy moment.  I swore that my son would never say a bad word but I guess I should be happy that my child made it to 2 prior to saying a cuss word and using it in the right context  Oops!
 On Sunday, Harlen was not ready for his nap (I know this because when I told him it was nap time.... he simply replied with a "no, not yet mommy.  I tell you when.")  So we sat on the couch and watched a little Stuart Little and had some Cheeze-Its as a snack.  It was time for Harlen to get ready for his nap, for real this time, and I asked him nicely to grab one last handful of crackers and enjoy them because nap time was soon approaching.  He looked at me, stuck his hand in the box and tried to grab the biggest handful of crackers that his little hand could grab.  When he realized that he did not fit the amount of crackers that he wanted in his little hand, he look at me and say "Damn It."  My immediate reaction when I hear him say it (which I know is not the reaction i should have had) was a little snicker and then an immediate "Harlen, what did you say?"  He casually looked me in the eyes and said  "Damn It."  I told him that we don't use that word and he took that to mean that he should say it 50 times over and over again.  Really kid!  You are killing me.  I could not help but turn my head and laugh because, for some strange reason, those two little words sounded so cute funny coming out if his little mouth.  Once i took him to his room for the nap, that I obviously should have put him down for already, I sat down and thought about the fact that I have made the mistake that I swore I would never do.  This is not the first time and I know it wont be the last, but still. My child is not suppose to know, let alone use, a cuss word.  I fear for the time that he says it when it is not just mommy in the room.  I know that he will use it in the grocery store, in a doctors office, heck.... while at daycare.  My face gets red thinking about it.  Oh well.  Those are the moments that you look back on, years from now, and laugh because you wish you had innocent moments like that again.  It is time for mommy and daddy to spell more words than say them, use child friendly "bad" words like shucks, darn it, dang nabbit and so on.  This will be really hard for me and I know we should have been practicing since he was born but it is a lot harder than it seems.  I promise.  From that moment forward, "four letter" words are not going to be used in Harlen's presence.  Well, we will try.

Anyways.  Below are a couple pictures of Harlen since my last post.  Look at how cute he is.  I cant stand it sometimes.  I love him SO much. 

Below is Harlen dancing to a move playing while at the doctors for his 2year shot.  He was so cute and entertained all the moms waiting with their tiny babes.  I know they were thinking, "I really hope that my son/daughter are as cute as this little boy when they get a little bigger."  Ok, maybe not, but I would have been saying that if I were watching Harlen tear up the dance floor.

 

This is hard right after he got his shot.  He did AWESOME when he got it.  He let out a little yelp and then yelled "I DID IT" and the nurse and I could not help but laugh and praise him for how good he did. The picture is Harlen showing off his sticker that he got for doing such a good job.  Proud Mommy!

We need to start working on getting the paci out of our house.  I keep telling him that the paci fairy is going to be paying a visit to our house to take his paci and give it to a new baby that is born and needs it.  He totally does not understand me, but hopefully the transition is smooth when we finally decided to take the plunge and get rid of them once and for all.  This is him savoring his time with them and trying to cram more than his little mouth will hold.

 

 

The picture below is very pour quality (surprise, surprise) bit I cant help but love it.  Chris was throwing popcorn in the air and catching it in his mouth.  Harlen thought this was HILARIOUS.  Like, laugh from the bottom of his stomach hilarious. You can kinda see the laugh in this picture.  It was so cute.

 

Here he is enjoying a little move time with his popcorn and water.  He looked so big to here.  Just sitting there, really into his movie and enjoying the weekend with his mommy and daddy.  It is moments like these that I looked forward to when picturing my life as a parent.  Dreams do come true.  I cant wait to have more of these nights in the future. 

 

 

We had a little arts and crafts time together as a family and Harlen loved showing his daddy how well he is doing with the finger paints and learning to draw his shapes on his writing toy.

 

Harlen has seen me snap a thousand pictures of him since I started this blog and has been very interested in taking his own pictures.  This is the product of a 2 year olds self portraits.

 

 

I love this boy more than I could ever put into words.  I am only lucky, blessed and happy mommy!

 

Until next time.........