Daycare seduction

Harrison has been getting fresh with one of the girls at daycare, and we think they might even be going steady. I've received two updates from the staff, and I was an eye witness to one incident.

The other day when I arrived to pick him up, I was told that he was using his seduction-eyes on Mya who was across the room in a jumperoo. The staff was trying to figure out what he was smiling and cooing at, and sure enough it was a cute gal, several months his elder, on the other side of the Snuggle Bunnies room. I don't know what Mya's parents think of this, but I am somewhat concerned. Apparently she was throwing the same mojo back at H.

Then, yesterday, I arrived to pick him up and he and Mya were having tummy-time together and they were holding hands. It looked like Harrison had made the move, as his hand was on top of hers.

Should I be nervous about this? Isn't he a bit young to be making such advancements on a 9 month old?

With the photo evidence shown below of Harrison's seductive powers, I can't say that I blame Mya.


Interestingly, this is very similar to the look I gave Danza the first night I met her.

"boop" - chuckle, chuckle, chuckle

A few laugh tracks from Harrison. We never seem to have the camera around when he really gets going, but these clips are still somewhat amusing.

By the third one, he is pretty much over it.

Super Bowl weekend - Harrison says "Go Broncos!"

Danza took the awesome shots of Harrison above.


Harrison was cheering for the Broncos in the Super Bowl last night (thanks for the outfit, Don & Anne!). We didn't have the heart to tell him that his team wouldn't be showing up.



I split wood at Yellowwood on Sunday afternoon. My back and shoulders are killing me. The atv is a lot of fun in the snow.

Harrison meets Spoon

Harrison asked for tater tots and a Yoo-Hoo and Danza came home from the store with rice cereal. I strongly believe that a human's first experience with 'real' food should not be a bowl of slightly warmed nondescript white mush. Perhaps ice cream, or chocolate pudding, or anything that actually tastes good and is easy on gums-lacking-teeth, but not white porridge that tastes like the spoon it is delivered on.

He had no problems clamping down on the spoon, but soon after he would eject the mush from his mouth like a geyser. Today I think I'll stop by the convenience store and get him some Junior Mints and a Faygo.