Random Holiday List

Ok guys, I know. I haven't blogged in a while. This will be my 99th post and I think I'm just scared of approaching the 100 mark because I know I'll never write a post as exciting as the 100th post should be. Just wait about 10 months and I'll have finally conjured something up.

And here's this beautiful sight in the meantime 

Let's do a list so I can catch you all up on all the excitement:

• Harrison has progressed from "dada" and "gaga" and has said an actual word: Dog.

I'm only counting it because I've heard a real solid "dog" out of him about four times. I will flip through books with him, and point at a dog, and ask him what it is, and he kinda stutters and makes some clucking noises, then finally manages a "d" and a "g" in some concoction that is definitely not English, but I'm counting it. 

• The holidays are approaching rapidly and I am not ready.

Actually, I have completed the gift purchasing for one family member, and Dave and I agreed to not do gifts this year as an attempt to budget (ha!) for our wedding, and Harrison doesn't know what the hell Christmas even is, so I guess that knocks out a few more. When people ask me what I'm getting for Harrison for Christmas, and I tell them a sled and that's it, and they proceed to look at me all horror-stricken, I think: and that's why the human race is greedy. A one year old will be perfectly happy with a sled, because he doesn't realize there are millions of other toys that he could have gotten in addition. I'm saving myself now while I can. Plus, let's not pretend that all of his other family members will spoil him. Let's also not pretend I fully intend to get him a puppy one year for Christmas so there's that too. 

I LOVE PUPPIES

• I removed myself from Facebook... temporarily.

Until I can't last any longer. My main reason for deactivating was that I felt it took me too much away from Harrison. Not that I won't be on my phone every now and then to text, Instagram, or check Twitter, but I felt that checking Facebook on the reg not only distracted me from Harrison, I just felt like I was getting to the point where the majority of what I saw on Facebook was negative and/or annoying me. I really don't care about some bitch that wore blue eyeshadow to your class. Not to say I'm above indulging in a good Facebook stalk every now and then, but I just really don't care about most other people. Sorry I'm not sorry.

• Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I plan to eat all the things.

  

  SAMESIES

And drink all the things. That's all. 

Are you as excited to stuff your face for Thanksgiving as I am? 

Dada

It's no surprise that I cannot stand when other moms make false claims about their babies. Actually, one of my only mommy-friends and I have a sport of texting each other when we see a false, delusional claim and making fun of that mom endlessly, while also patting ourselves on that back for not being deranged like that. So, the other night, an event occurred that I don't even know I can share publicly, since I'm afraid that people won't believe it.

Or maybe it's because I don't believe it either. Too good to be true, or something. Keep in mind that my son is nearly 15 months old. He may or may not have said his first word. He was in the bath, and after like 100 times of us obnoxiously saying "dada" in his face, he looked at us and repeated it! Albeit very slowly, like "da......da" but maybe that still counts? Votes? We also were screaming "Yay!!" in his face right after and he looked very proud of himself so again, that counts, right? 

And the silence ends... now. For forever.

Either way, it's going in the baby book so that I can pretend to no longer be paranoid that he's behind and/or has a learning disability. Sidenote: he's actually really smart, and comprehends a lot, so really I think he's fine. Like when we say "Harrison, show us your belly!" he immediately pulls his shirt way up, like over his face, and flashes us. It is the. cutest. thing. If you've never witnessed this side show before, I suggest you find a way to LeRoy, NY to see the Flashing Baby ASAP.

For my next trick, watch me walk around in the shoes of giants

Halloween is later this week. Some of you already know what Harrison and I (and Dave) are dressing up as, but since I have no pictures yet, the rest of you will have to wait. Part of me does not know why I paid money to dress the entire family up for a whopping 30 minutes, while we Trick-or-Treat with a child who hates all humans and all experiences that are outside of his own dwelling, but what's done is done. To add to the misery, Harrison and I are meeting one of my friends at the Strong Museum of Play for their Trick-or-Treating event as well. So, two rounds of Trick-or-Treating for the Boy Who Hates All The Things. It should definitely be interesting, and if all else fails (which it will), at least I will have collected so much candy to drown my sorrows in. Next year, or possibly the year after- if I can stand to wait, I am pulling the "I ate all of your Halloween candy" trick on him to see how hilarious his reaction is. If you think that's cruel, you've obviously never seen the Jimmy Kimmel skit about it... watch that shit now.

Ridiculously large cowboy hats are my FAVORITE 

What are you dressing up as for Halloween?