The snow-waddle!

We got some snow today so Harrison was crammed into his snowsuit for some playtime outside. He had a very difficult time walking in his ski bibs and snow boots. See for yourself. Quite funny, and he enjoyed every minute of it...we think.





He looked ridiculous walking, but he only fell a few times. Here is a frame-by-frame of a go-down.




Once on the pavement too.





And video:

Corydon Christmas

We went to Corydon on Christmas afternoon. Danza's brothers met us down there and we celebrated the Harrison family Christmas. Naturally, the kids made out like bandits and the adults did a dirty Santa exchange and didn't make out quite like bandits.

Unfortunately, Max had been sick (24 hour vomit and poo sickness). Apparently Emily caught a bit of it, plus Justin, plus Randy, and we haven't heard an update from Ken, Jess and Parker. So far the Lloyds are OK but Danza has felt a bit under the weather today.

Anyway, I don't have many pictures from the Corydon trip except for these shots of the cousins on the couch in their Christmas shirts. Whenever Harrison sits on a couch, he gleefully slams his head back into it repeatedly until he gets a headache.

Christmas morning

So here are the action shots. As soon as we brought him into the living room on Christmas morning, he smiled ear to ear as he saw all the wonderful things under the tree!

Christmas

I'm going to have to split up the Christmas post due to the number of pictures I want to share. Here is the first.

Harrison got an old fire truck from Nana and Pops (much like the one I had when I was a kid). I just have to take apart the hand-crank siren to see if I can get it working again.

He also got a new ball (nerf, because he has a strong throwing arm), a bunch of cardboard blocks to build architectural marvels with, a Radio Flyer trike (which he is currently too small for but he certainly loves to be pushed around on it), a music set including a tambourine, rhythm sticks, harmonica, wooden "loud noise" blocks, and a few other musical necessities, some books, some new puzzles, some stuffed animals, and a few other items that I'm forgetting.

Haircut #2

We decided to spruce Harrison up for the holidays so our friend Carla gave him his 2nd-ever haircut. Before...shaggy and dirty. After...so fresh and so clean.

The best game

1. Go to the laundry room
2. Stand in the dog bowl
3. Pound on the wall for one minute
4. Pose with first-place dog bowl trophy

More of the cousins

I just love these videos.

Wagon rides

3rd trimester

This was in my "blog it" pile but I never blogged it. Now it is time. Magnificent.

Make 'em tight

Harrison wanted skin tight Christmas pajamas...like 2nd skin tight. So his Nana went into action. After about 15 minutes we had him squeezed into this charming and festive pj set. He's trying to seduce someone in that last picture, we're just not sure who.

Christmas tree

We went to get our Christmas tree last Sunday. It was awesome because Harrison is old enough to point to his favorite trees.



So we marched over to his favorite, cut it down, paid our money and threw it in the back of the truck.


This is last year at the same tree farm. Both Harrison and our tree were scrawny.

Class pictures

Harrison had his school pictures a few weeks ago only we didn't know it. That morning I dressed him in a standard and boring outfit and dropped him off. Debra, his daycare supervisor and also his personal babysitter, did her best to clean him up before the photo shoot. At least he put on his best smile. These are pre-haircut. (please no comments about his gut. He's working on it.)

Bipedal

Harrison always greets me from his mom's arms when I come home from work on the days that Danza gets to stay home with him. Yesterday's greeting was different. I walked in and Danza said "watch this." She stood Harrison up across the kitchen from me and said "walk to Daddy." AND HE WALKED!! TO ME!!!! IT WAS GLORIOUS!!!!

On November 11, 2009 at the ripe young age of 14 months and two days, Harrison Matthew Lloyd took his first steps!

Sure we're proud parents, but look how damn proud Harrison is!

He spreads cheer

So I admit...when I feel like a pick-me-up I tend to jump online and go to Critters and then Doozer.  Mainly because pictures of Harrison are quickly found, they tend to be our best pictures of Harrison, and he is typically throwing a big wide smile right in your face.  This makes me happy, he makes me happy. 

Anyway, these two shots make me happy so I'm posting them so I can read my own blog tomorrow and smile.

A haircut?!? Who??!! Harrison??

I quickly looked through some pictures taken in the weeks before H got his first haircut.  I don't know how Danza and I didn't realize how shaggy and ridiculous his hair had gotten.  Maybe we did and we just ignored.  Kinda like my selective hearing I employ at home when Danza asks me to do something.  I see her mouth moving, but there are no words.  We would see Harrison, but we didn't see any hair. Anyway, here are some great pre-cut pictures.

Denver

We are back home from a very sad trip to Denver. After losing Danza's stepmom Anne in a car accident last week, Danza, Harrison and I traveled to Denver to be with family for the better part of the week. It was a very tough trip, but spending time with family will continue to help us all cope. We are very much looking forward to seeing Don again, hopefully at Thanksgiving in a few weeks as he has mentioned catching a flight to Indiana.

Here are some great pictures of Anne that I had in the archives. Below them are some shots from the trip to Denver.

Our wedding
Justin & Emily's wedding
And Anne with Harrison




Our flight to Denver was rather calm. Harrison behaved himself, got his own seat, ate Cheerios to pass the time, and didn't smack any of the other travelers.
As soon as we arrived, Elvira instructed us to consider a haircut. So off we went. I was hoping for an old-school barber shop where Harrison could listen to conversation about politics and the World Series. But we ended up at a mall and Danza steered him toward a "salon." Here he is pre-cut, with his bangs interfering with his vision.


It was Halloween, and lucky H had an angel complete with wings and cleavage begin work on his mop. He was very good during the process, except he kept turning around as he tried to figure out what she was doing.



And here is a short video of the angel at work.



We put the kids in the dump truck when we didn't feel like watching them. It was the biggest redneck playpen Harrison has seen. He loved it!


Surely someone can come up with a good caption for this picture.


Danza flew separately to and from Denver, so Harrison's Bubbe and I were in charge of the critter on both flights. Coming back was a struggle. He was tired, cranky, and would not go to sleep. After an exhausting two hours on the plane trying to keep him calm and quiet, he finally fell asleep in my arms after we touched down in Indy and were taxiing to the terminal.

In closing, it was very comforting to be with family in Denver during such a sad time. We think about Anne constantly and miss her tremendously.