The weather has been awful. Raining non-stop for days in a row. We've even had flash flood warnings. It's a lot of rain. It won't stop. Then on Thursday it did, and boy, it was HHHUUUUMMMIIIDDD! Not like Texas humidity. Like it's a sauna and you can't breathe out here humid. My house was almost as bad as outside. I had to turn the AC down to 66* to get it cooled down and thr air cleared out so we could breathe.
Archer lost his little mind when he woke up and there was no rain.We got to spend all day outside in the humid, sticky, heat. So we spent a lot of the day suffering. Parenthood.... Suffering is defiantly a word that I would use.... It's worth it though? Nah... It so is, there are so many moments through the day that make it worth it.
- I was watching The Voice, and started crying. I'm such a wreck when it comes to people auditioning, and being all vulnerable and whatnot. Especially when I see how happy the moms get when they are watching their sons perform. Anyhoo- I was crying, and Archer looked at me, and got a really concerned look on his little face. He ran in the other room, and came back with a kitchen towel. He climbed up on my lap and wiped my tears, and then grabbed my head and forced it onto his chest, and patted my back. He said "iss tay, iss tay, shh shh shh" (its okay, its okay) It was the cutest and sweetest thing I have ever seen. My little boy is such a little tender heart!
- Archer was being a little sneak, and was drinking out of an adult cup (no lid) and he knows he's not supposed to do that. He was hiding in this little corner my the kitchen table, out of sight. I heard a "oh chit" (yup my kid says "chit" seriously chit... Not sh*t) I look over and see a little head pop up. He avoided eye contact with me too... He's two not 14 right? I watched him, and he came back with a towel and started to wipe it up. The whole time he was wiping he's saying "ut oh". At least he's responsible and wants to clean up his own messes. Just to be clear, the word chit is a mix between shoot and sick. He doesn't like dirty things or stinky things, so "sick". And then shoot it obvious... So we have the word chit. Perhaps we should put it in the dictionary? Then people wouldn't look at me like my kid has a potty mouth.
- Archer loves Thor. That's our 3 year old chorkie for those of you who don't know. Anyway, archer just loves that dog! Thor is a tiny little guy, so Thor isn't to find of Archer. When archer is in trouble, or is sad or throwing his tantrums... We love the terrible twos... Thor won't leave his side. When Thor has to have a bath, or get his nails trimmed or get something done he hates, archer will come over point his little finger at us and yell at us in gibberish until we leave Thor alone. I have a feeling these two will be partners in crime...
See? Being a parent is totally worth it!!!
Even if you do have to clean up poop that has been smeared into the carpet, walls and all over toys and an ottoman, all because Archer refuses to wear diapers. I will have more on that later. The kid who wants to potty train and mom and dad say no... We will as soon as we get back from our summer trip to Utah! So June 9 is the day mom and dad will take their child's wishes to be potty trained seriously. By the way... Is this real life? A kid wanting to be done with diapers, and the parents saying nahhhhh.
Well, until next time.... Stay tuned for more adventures with the Hardings.
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