18 months means...

Harrison gets to go to Nursery!!

He actually got to start a few weeks early because Mom and Dad got a calling in Nursery. We were expecting to have a few weeks of crying and tantrums before the ward realized that Harrison would never go on his own to nursery, and then we would get a call shortly thereafter. I guess they've seen him clinging to our legs in the hallways though because the call came before we ever even tried.

Our first lesson was on being honest, and all the kids got a crown that said "I can be honest." Harrison wanted nothing to do with these crowns before church when I was making them, but as soon as all the other kids put them on you better believe that he wanted one too.



In fact, he wore that stupid crown for the rest of the day and threw and absolute FIT when we tried to take it off for a nap... dinner... bath... bed... He played all afternoon and evening with that thing on his head.



So what does Harrison think of nursery?

I think we can safely say he loves it.



A lot.

Happy Halloween!

Here's our little turkey on Halloween!



Dang I love that costume. Harrison loved it too. I first bought him a dinosaur costume (that was to die for) but he hated it. Hate isn't even strong enough - he cried every time he saw it and threw it across the room. I left it out hoping he would get use to it and eventually like the idea, but whenever he walked by the costume he hit it. No joke. Where did he learn that? So the dinosaur went back and I bought the turkey, and I'm so glad I did. He was more than happy to wear it and even learned to say "gobble, gobble." Okay, it was a little more like "bobble, bobble" but still pretty cute. And by far the best part? Look at this turkey bum:



Here we are practicing for trick-or-treating. (Take note of our new lawn that Peter and Eric put in.)





Our first Halloween adventure was at Peter's work. All of the employees had candy on their desks so that the kids could go trick-or-treating. Harrison is terrified of strangers so I didn't think it would go very well but decided to try anyways. How was I not going to show off that cute turkey? He was way to darling to keep at home. At first he wasn't very sure about the idea:


Rachel was the second desk we stopped at, and even though he knows her, you can see how nervous he was.


But by the third desk he figured out that if he said "tri-tree" someone would put candy in his bucket and he was loving it.






His fear of strangers was totally gone and he was all about trick-or-treating. We went home to have some dinner, and then he was more than excited to get his costume back on and go try again.

Knock-knock!


He would say "tri-tree" and then wait for the candy. HE wanted to put it in the bucket, and didn't really get why someone would try and put it in there for him.



He was so sweet. After he got the candy he would say thank you, and then just stand there and hope that they were going to give him more. It was so funny.



And with this sweet face, sometimes he did get more.


He would then wave and say goodbye to every person that came to the door. I've never seen him so friendly to so many strangers. EVER. It was awesome. He LOVED Halloween. Grandparents take note: candy is apparently the way to Harrison's heart. M&M's and suckers were the candy of choice - I'm pretty sure he doesn't know the rest of the stuff is edible, just something cool to put in his bucket.




Hope everyone had a happy Halloween!

We rock the self-timer

We went for a drive to see all the beautiful fall leaves and since there was no one to take a family picture for us, we took our own! Seriously, we rock the self-timer photos.





The trees in the canyon were beautiful. We are glad we went before it gets way too cold outside. Here are some other shots of our adventure:

All dressed up in his Sunday best

So,



So,



CUTE.



I love it.

Show me the love

Dallin and his soon to be wife Amy came to visit us over conference weekend. We were so glad to have them! We hadn't met Amy yet, and we were so happy that we got to before the wedding in December. We love Dallin and Amy! Aren't the cute?



We didn't pull the camera out until they were about to leave (typical, no?), but here are some classics on our front steps.


All weekend Dallin would make kissing noises at Harrison, and give him really loud kisses on the cheek. Harrison would just smile the whole time, and then return the favor, only Harrison doesn't do just cheek kisses. He doesn't count he job as done until he gives a big, wet, slobbery, open mouth kiss on the lips. It was so cute to watch Harrison plant big wet ones on Uncle Dallin. Harrison normally doesn't like adult males either (he hardly will talk to adult women either, but males are super scary) so to see him grin and laugh every time Dallin came in for kisses was so cute. Here's Harrison showing Uncle Dallin the love:


Wait for it....

now THAT'S a kiss!


Don't worry, Amy got in on the action as well. It didn't take Harrison long to figure out that Amy was a cutie and he could share all of his toys with her.


Thanks for coming to visit guys!! We can't wait to see you again in December!!

Summer Softball

Dang, it's October and I'm still not caught up. How is it October already?? Is time flying for anyone else, or is it just me? Good news is that it's almost Halloween, and Thanksgiving and Christmas are just around the corner. Hooray!

During the last half of the summer Peter was a baseball superstar. He played on his company's softball team. Let's be honest... they didn't win a lot of games, but they had a lot of fun and had the cutest fans (cough, cough... me and Harrison).



Harrison cried the first time we went to a game because he could see his daddy in the dugout but couldn't get to him! It was sad / funny at the same time. :) After attending a few more games, he got the hang of being a fan and did some great cheering and clapping from his seat outside of the dugout.

Here's Harrison cheering Peter on:


And then loosing interest before Peter makes an awesome hit:


At bat again, Peter gets a double!


Harrison's favorite place to sit and watch:


After the game:




Yep. Harrison was by far the cutest fan there:

Man's Best Friend

Harrison loves his doggy. All day long he carries him around and says "Hi, doggy!" It makes me smile every time. He also can say "woof, woof," although it sounds a lot more like "ff, ff" as he bounces up and down.

Doggy comes everywhere with us, mostly because I think it's so cute the way Harrison loves him, hugs him, and talks to him. He makes his doggy jump and dance, and he even gives him bites of his food and sips of his drink.

Here he is playing with his doggy at Rachel and Erik's house (back in August). So sweet. Major overload, as we all know I can never choose a favorite.















This best friend gets all the love until bed time. Then it's bye-bye doggy, hello blankie. He REALLY loves his blankie. The few times I've put the doggy in Harrison's crib, thinking that he loves him so much he'd want to sleep with him, Harrison throws the doggy right out and then says, "No, no, no," which I think translates to "Duh, Mom. My doggy doesn't need to take a nap." Sometimes I don't know what I'm thinking...