Oct is over, really?

I’m not sure where to start with all the funny stories from the last month! I realize I procrastinated posting long enough that I have way too many pictures to share. Harman daycare is still under way and is truly entertaining and draining at the same time! We are starting to see a solid schedule emerging and the kids are all adapting well! With the 4 being so young, they are changing and growing so fast! Little Grace turned 1 and is walking! Colin is more and more alert and interacting with the other kids. Brett is discovering that the girls are now tall enough (and coordinated enough) to reach ‘his’ toys that once were safe up on the couch. We are stressing and encouraging the rules of sharing daily:) Bailey is crawling now with speed and is standing unassisted quite a bit.

There are days when it seems it’s just too easy, and everything (everyone) works out perfectly (everyone naps, eats well, loves storytime and plays nicely)…and then there are moments when Brett is screaming at the top of his lungs Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, I’m in the middle of changing Colin with a potential sprayer exposed, Bailey falls back and knocks her head on the floor (screaming), and Grace is making a fast dash to the gate. But it’s those seconds that make it sincerely enjoyable. You can’t script scenes like that; it’s the wonderful joys of life:)

More Harman kids updates/stories…
Brett was pushing the little shopping cart saying to himself “Brett go to grocery store, get hotdogs, bananas and strawberries” so I asked him what he was going to get for mommy. He smiled and said “Mommy’s coffee”. Good, smart boy!

Bailey has become great at independent play and can really entertain herself for a good amount of time…but she notices right away if I’m not holding or taking care of someone else. She’ll crawl right up and laugh while she gives a great big hug.

At breakfast Brett was trying to say something and I wasn’t catching it…so he explained further….”Shape, like square, rectangle…Grace’s cup is octagon”. Silly mommy said “oh honey an octagon has 8 sides, it probably only has 4 or 6, right?”…we counted and he was right.

Bailey now says Dada, Momma, Baba (for Brett), Ticka Ticka (for tickle), Buh bye (but only to Colin’s mom), and I swear I heard a touchdown in there once or twice as well. She growls for bears and lions, waves hi and bye, and says “oooo yay” when really excited.

Mommy stands corrected. When the majority of your actual conversations are with a 2-year-old, it’s easy to think you are always right or at least what you say is all they know…until lately.
-Brett told me the moon was an oval not a circle (that night it was not a full moon and it did kind of look like an oval)
-I told him to check out the tow truck passing us, “mommy, not a tow truck. It’s a flatbed truck towing a car”. There is a difference and he was right.
-Saw flashing lights coming towards us and told him to look for the ambulance…he said, “Not ambulance, red fire truck”. It was dark and it was far away there was no way he could tell that…sure enough it was a red rescue FIRE TRUCK.
-We were in the car at a red light and the car ahead of us moved forward. “mommy, move up there”
-After his nap, I was changing Brett’s diaper and his saw the remains of the crackers I was eating so I told him he could finish them….he says “Brett eat 2 crackers”. I said “yep, there are 2 left”. He says “mommy ate 4 crackers”. (1.) how did he know there were 6 total in the package? (2.) how does a 2-year-old correctly use deductive reasoning to come to the conclusion that since there should be 6 total, his mother must have already had 4….and (3.) why does he need to call his mother out like that?

I asked Brett what the favorite part of the day was…he said playing blocks with Bailey:)

On a really windy day, Brett said the sound was the sky crying.

While the other 3 little ones are napping, I sometimes reward Brett by allowing him to pick a show to watch. It gives him something to look forward to and it keeps him quiet while the others are sleeping. The other day, he cocks his head to the side, and says “Mommy, Brett watch ONE Chuggington?”, holding his little finger up. Sure Brett we can watch one show. He says “But not Mommy’s dancing show”…apparently he was not a fan of us taking turns where Mommy got to watch Dancing with the Stars. I said, “Brett you make Mommy laugh.” He said, “Thanks Mommy, Thanks”

Bailey was standing and fell, hitting her mouth on a toy on the way down. As I’m holding a crying Bailey, she pushes me away and I see she’s clapping through tears….the toy was still playing “If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands”

Brett daily tells me he has to do something like Daddy...wear tennis shoes like daddy, put hood up like daddy, say 'go blue' like daddy....that's fine Brett, then you can cry like daddy when they lose.

I hear a huge thud and raucous upstairs while Brett and Bailey are still napping. My heart drops and I run up to see who fell out of bed…come to find Bailey laughing and jumping in her crib while Brett is standing in the middle of her room reading books to her. I told him (1.) you are not supposed to get out of bed during nap without telling mommy, (2.) can you stay right there so mommy can get the camera??