Turkey and Eggnog Anyone?!

I decided to kick off my new blog with an entry about who else...Harrison! What kind of mother would I be if I didn't? He is now 3 1/2 yrs old and full of life, spirit and spunk! He is talking more everyday, which is finally giving me a glimpse into what has been going on in his head these last couple of years. I am convinced the wheels have been turning, and he was always this hilarious, only without the vocabulary to share it with us, it was only funny to him!!! However, he now has us all in stitches as the comments come out as they run through his head....and let me tell you, it's pretty funny!!!

He was overheard talking on his cell phone (an old one my dad ran over with the car...unfortunate for the phone, lucky for Harrison! Don't all email me about how ridiculous it would be for a 3 yr old to have his own working cell phone, let me assure you it's not hooked up!) and after a lengthy conversation with his girlfriend in Australia (he really does have one down-under...my girlfriend's daughter Alberta) he said, "OK...bye, I'll email you later!" That is when I realized just how much time I must spend on the computer emailing friends!

Then the most hilarious one I've heard so far was earlier this week, when he asked for pop for breakfast, to which I responded with a resounding NO, but offered him Eggnog as a consolation option. He looked disgusted and said, "Me not like Eggnog" in a very firm tone. I asked him if he thought it would make him sick, and he furrowed his eyebrows at me and said, "Not sick. Too much Eggnog and me get run over by reindeer!" I quickly realized he was refering to the song, "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer" as they make reference to her drinking too much Eggnog!!! I burst out laughing and thought, how smart is that to make that connection?! It is so much fun watching his sense of perception take shape as he tries to make sense of the world around him, and begins to connect the dots!!!

One last tale to convince you his mind is always working (if you are not already convinced!). On Jan 1st we had a big turkey dinner, and while eating the "bird" he asked if it was a "real turkey" and waved his hand around in a circular motion, indicating what appeared to be the path of a turkey running in circles. We tread carefully, not wanting to completely freak him out, but not wanting to hide anything either only to traumatize him later, and simply answered "yes", allowing him to fill in the blanks. I had hoped that would be the end of the discussion. I could see he was sorting this all out in his head, he looked us in the eye and asked, "How you cooked it?" Uh-oh...I could tell I was in trouble and in over my head now, and dreaded what would come next! "It's dead?" he prodded. "Yup" was all I could muster and just kept shovelling heaping spoonfulls into my mouth, saying "mmmm....isn't it good?" To which he asked, "I want to see turkey's head". Yup....definately in over MY head!!!! Not knowing what to say, I asked him, "to see it or to eat it?" He replied, "To eat it!" Which to most people would sound disgusting, but to me it sounded like relief!!! Relief knowing that he was in no way turned off eating a dead animal that clearly had once been alive and appeared to have no head!!!! I am happy to report that he continues to enjoy turkey and has not been scarred for life...although I cannot say the same for me!!!!

I have spent the last 2 yrs waiting for him to connect the dots, and will spend the next 30 yrs wishing I had wished for something simpler!!!