Yes, I'm unbelievably waayyyyy behind in keeping this blog up-to-date.
But, there a few moments from this summer I need to note on here
in case I before I forget.
|New Oregon Jersey (thanks to Grampa Jim), and big-boy underwear (courtesy of Mommy)|
The other stories I want to note on here are about Harper educating others about bad words. One day, he and I were at the bank, and as we were waiting in line, Harper turned around to tell the man behind us that, "Bitch is a bad word." Thank goodness this guy was nice (he told me afterwards that he has a 4 year old), and he just replied, "You're right, it is! What a smart guy you are!"
Two days later, I'm in the kitchen, and I hear Harper playing with Buzz and Woody in the living room (yiving room as Harper says it). He was making the two Toy Story characters have a very animated conversation, when I heard, "Woody - F*ck is a bad word. We don't say f*ck because it's bad."
Out of all the "bad" things my child could be doing, I'll take educating others on bad words over playing with fire anyday!