Thursday, March 19, 2015

Harper and the letter 'F'

When Harper says words that begin with F, they instead begin with a T.

Fun is Tun.

Four is Tour.

First is Tirst.

It’s pretty cute, but obviously something she will need to “grow out of.”


For now though, it’s very cute and tunny.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

time with Mimi.

This past weekend, we went down to Central Arkansas and spent the weekend with my Mimi (my mom's mom). 

On Sunday afternoon we went to the Arkansas Arts Center's Children's Theatre and saw The Cat in the Hat. My sister, her husband, Clark, and my nephew, Kennedy came too. 

When my sister, Mary, and I were little my Mimi took us to the same Children's Theatre. Going now as adults with our spouses and children of our own, was a special experience that I am incredibly grateful I was able to enjoy.

Aside from going to see The Cat in the Hat, we just hung out at Mimi's house: enjoying the company of one another and keeping things simple.
Aside from the group photo taken at The Cat in the Hat performance, this is probably my favorite photo. I love the way Harper and Mimi are engaged with one another. Additionally, painting was something Mimi always did with Mary and I when we were little.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

anatomy talk with harper and kennedy.

A couple weeks ago, my sister and her family came to town
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Staying with my parents, we went over to hang out with them Saturday morning.

After breakfast, my 3-year-old nephew, Kennedy, decided he wanted to take a bath – and of course, Harper, who is almost 4-year-old, wanted to take a bath with him.

My mom and I then went with “the littles” to give them a bath.

That is when the fun began and the classic “penis/vagina” dialogue between the two young children started.

It’s important to note two things:
  1. Harper has an older brother so she is very familiar with male and female anatomy – and the differences between a boy and a girl in terms of their genitalia.
  2. We have taught Harper the anatomically correct words for vagina, penis, etc.

Once naked, here was the conversation:
Kennedy (looking curiously at Harper’s vagina): Where is your penis? Why don’t you have a penis? 
Harper: I don’t have a penis. Only boys have penises. I have a vagina. Girls have vaginas. 
Kennedy: I want to have a vagina too. 
Me: Well, you have a penis and a penis is good too. 
Kennedy: And I have a big penis. 
Me: Well, okay… 
Kennedy: My daddy has a big penis. 
Me: Who told you that your dad has a big penis? 
Kennedy: My daddy. 
Harper (very matter-of-factly): Well, my daddy has a big penis too.

My mom and I were cracking up.

To wrap up and conclude the anatomy discussion, I said something like, “Okay. That’s nice. Let’s not talk about penis size anymore and go get in the bathtub.”

They seemed agreeable to that and off we went to have fun in the tub.

These questions are typical and I’m sure most everyone with children is familiar with these types of conversations.

But I also know that in time, I’ll forget the particulars of this interaction. I needed to write about it: to record it. I want to be able to look back and remember the time when two 3-year-old cousins discussed penises and vaginas and the size of their fathers’ penises. It really was priceless.
cute, random picture of the two of them. 

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

fun in the snow.

At this point, most of the snow has melted. But Saturday, there was quite a bit of snow on the ground and we took advantage of the opportunity and had some fun in the snow.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

hayden's height tradition.

Since Hayden was 1, we have been measuring and documenting his height by marking it on his armoire with a black Sharpie. So far we have had 9 measurements (at 1-year, 18-months, 2-years, 2.5-years, 3-years, 4-years, 5-years, 6-years, and 7-years). This week marked our 10th measurement: 8-years-old.

Here they are.

Another part of this process involves us taking pictures of us documenting his height. Does that make sense? So every time we mark his height, we take pictures while we do it.

Here are those pictures:
1-year-old

18-months-old

2-years-old

2.5-years-old

3-years-old

4-years-old

5-years-old
6-years-old
7-years-old
8-years-old



Some day, we will make a little photo album of these pictures (or something like that). I love doing these dorky little things. It makes me happy and I like to see how he has grown. Such a big little boy!

Monday, February 16, 2015

the white button-down shirt tradition.

When I was pregnant with Hayden, I read an article in a magazine that depicted a family’s tradition with their daughter.

Beginning with her first birthday, they dressed her in her grandmother’s vintage bathing suit and took a picture. They did this every year as they watched their baby daughter grow from a toddler, to a child, to a young woman.

It was amazing and adorable and I thought it was a wonderful way to show in photos how their daughter had changed and grown.

When Hayden was born, I tried to think of a way that we could accomplish the same tradition with him. I wasn’t about to put him in a pair of my Grandpa’s old swimming trunks (not to mention the fact that I didn't have any). That simply was not going to work.

Randy and I talked about it. We wanted the item to be something simple, yet classic. Something a boy/man would wear that would convey timelessness and class. The answer: a men’s white-button down shirt (from the Gap no less).
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We plan on continuing this tradition annually until Hayden is at least 18-years-old (or until he refuses to participate). 

I have to say that I am SO glad that I saw that article. To see the progression of age in this manner is truly remarkable and makes me smile.