Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Peek-a-boo

So today was a springlike day.  Yes, awesome, spring is on it's way.  Harrison and I put on our shoes and roamed around the outside of the house for most of the morning.  Anything to just be outside.  It went something like this:
Harrison: Peeks outside the front door and runs out...
Mom: Watching Harrison, but still inside with Carter.
Harrison:  Rings the front door bell.
Mom:  Opens door, "Yes Harrison?"
Harrison: "Trick or Treat!"
Mom:  "No Harrison, it's Springtime, not Halloween, silly..."
Harrison:  Runs off around the yard, doing whatever boys do in yards...
Repeat like 10 times.

Another scenario:
Harrison sitting on the front door stoop
Mom:  "Harrison, what are you doing?
Harrison:  "Wind blowing leaves, Mom.  Sit, Mom?"
Mom and Carter sit down on stoop with Harrison, sure enough, lots of leaves blowing down the street...pretty entertaining actually.

We did these kinds of little activities all morning long, kicking the ball around, up and down the tree house, swinging in the backyard.  We even went over to Fairmont Park and fed the ducks for a bit.  It was a fabulous intro to "Springtime with the Thomas Family."

One problem, I missed my Mom.  She would have loved a day like today.  Last spring it was still a common sight to see her running around our yard with Harrison.  She was great at swinging him "high, high," she loved to watch him in the tree house, she knew how to toss the ball just right for him to catch it.  I'm glad she had one spring with him to enjoy his boyishness, I'm glad he had her here for one spring to play with.  

Peek-a-boo Springtime.  Peek-a-boo Grief.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Sick Day

Today was lame, I was sick, Harrison is recovering and one step ahead of me.  So, Harrison and I have pretty much be convalescing around the house.  

On a happier note, Harrison has a new big boy bed.   He thinks it's the coolest thing ever.  When it was being set up he said, "Thanks Mom, it's Harrison's birthday."  No it's not his birthday, but you can see how cool he thinks it is.  While we've been sick it has actually been so nice.  I can now, climb into bed with him and read books and just hang out while we both cough and wipe our runny noses.  He's been adorable, very clingy to his Mom, in fact every sentence ends with Mom.  As if somehow, that lets me know how important I am to his get well process.  Well, it works, I melt every time.  
"Warm milk, Mom?"
"I need medicine, Mom.."
"You take a nap too, Mom?" 
and of course, the definitive statement while he snuggles up to watch Sesame Street for a little bit...
"My Mommy." 

Maybe being sick has some good parts...

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Facebook anyone?

I'm officially giving into all of the things I once said I didn't have time for, with facebook topping the list.  It's pretty fun to see people from lives past and present on there, but now how am I going to update my blog too.  Yikes, I'm a little overwhelmed.  

Should I be posting this on my facebook page too, shoot, this is complicated.