The Harris Family

Monday, July 11, 2011

What A Ride

It goes without saying that we have been neglecting our precious blog. My how things can change in just two months; The Anthony Trial has come and gone, holidays have passed us by, and we have not only purchased, but also moved into, redecorated and revamped our very first home!!! We have so many stories to share from the last few months, however it is much to late at night (or early in the morning depending on your lifestyle) and the sandman has come to call. Keep an eye out as I promise we will back in full swing and post the wonderful highlights that make up our day to day!

Lots of Love from Kyle,
The Harris Family

Friday, May 6, 2011

May 06, 2006

Our Wedding Day

"I, Ryan Douglas Harris, take you, Lauren Brittany, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part."

"I, Lauren Brittany Fisher, take you, Ryan Douglas, for my lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part."

And boy haven't we!

Thursday, May 5, 2011

The Art Of War - Hadley Style

Toddlers, such amazing little creatures that are sometimes best viewed behind a protective glass wall (like the lions at the zoo) so as to protect the eardrums and sanity of adults around them. Everyday Hadley amazes me with something he says or does. I watch him become a little man more and more. At 2 1/2 he has MASTERED the art of manipulation, swearing, and the war of willpower. Once I remove myself from the usual role of a sometimes unworthy opponit, I find myself beaming with inner pride at how secure he is in himself. He has recently added flattery to his overwhelming charm.

Me: Ok, Hadley time to get dressed (I'm holding my breath, am I going to get the teenager today that has NOTHING he likes to wear, or am I going to get the nudist who will take his clothes off every time I put them on, or am I going to get the dream child that doesn't protest anything)

Hadley: NOOOOOOO, I want to be naked (nudist child, check)

Me: If you stay naked you can't go to the new house today and we can't go to the park.

Hadley: Yes we do, we go in your car (where oh where does he get this smarty attitude)

Me: My car only works if you have clothes on

Hadley: No you have to have the keys (here comes the teenager attitude)

Me: Well I'm only going to take you if you have pants on

Hadley: NOOOOOOOO (and this is when the race starts)

After running around the apartment, and finding him hidding behind the bed after slaming the door on me, I hold him down and proceed to dodge the flaring legs aimed for my stomach.

Hadley: No Barbie, Please don't, Barbie no, Barbie I LOVE YOU, PLEASE NO BARBIE!

Here is where I pause, how did this little boy learn that Barbie is the prettiest of all the dolls? How does he know that calling mommy Barbie, fluffs her ego and makes her feel pretty? Why am I being so mean and holding him down to put pants on him? WAIT A SECOND, I'm being manipulated!!!!

I am apologizing to the world of parent's with little girls that will come into my son's path. He has more charm than any man should be allowed, he knows to flatter the mom's, make the dad's laugh, and then go in for the kill with the daughters. We have seen this firsthand.

I am proud, blessed, and honored to be this little guys mom. To know that I have the type of son that no matter what woman comes into his life, I will always be his mom, I will set the standered for expectations in a home life, I create what will be his norm. When I start to feel low for not having a job outside the home, I think of this and what an important I have as a homemaker. Who knows, with the charm and strong center Hadley already has, he would be perfect to be President one day. He already knows how to get exactly what he wants, while making you think it was your idea to begin with.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

It's not a competiton, but if it were, I WON!

The last few days have been, for lack of a pg word, PURE HELL! We have gone through ups and downs with buying our first home. I love when people say "oh your first home, how exciting", it's like when they look at my 2 year old who is in the middle of having the biggest fit on record and they say "Well isn't he just precious, oh and that red hair, precious precious precious". I know your full of crap and I know your thinking better you than me sucker. Believe me I KNOW that line of fake praising because I use it daily! So anyways, back to point, things are looking up for us, we have some furniture on hold to use up the nice gift gard swisher gave us and an amazing gift of support from my parents. All we need now is the seller (Fannie Mae) to sign off on the final contract! YAY!!!

So after a few days of bad moods, crying phone calls to my mom AND dad, tense moments within our little family and very few laughs. We head home from fun new home errands, each one in our own cars since we were meeting with Ryan on the other side of Austin to save time, and decide to stop off for Mama Fu's of course! Here is where the patronizing "it's not a competition but I'm the winner" attitude takes off.

I'm trying to prove that even though Hadley is distracting I can still order our dinner and balance a one child tornado. Ryan just smiles as I order. Appetizers come and I've ordered Spring Rolls not Egg Rolls. He asks the waiter if we can please have egg rolls and informs him that he will pay for his wife's mistake.
One Point and One Smug Look for Ryan

We head home, each in our own cars and each going separate ways. This because of course each of us know the best and fastest way home. Ryan calls me about 2 minutes latter wanting to know why I went the WRONG way, I inform him it's not wrong just different and ask him to wait for me at the mailbox if he gets there before I. What do you know, not only do I get back in time to search around my overstuffed purse for one little mail key but I'm also able to check the mail, sift through the junk, and open up the gate before he even pulls in. We drive into our parking spaces, unload and Ryan just turns and smiles smugly. Doing this makes me childish to say "I'm a better navigator than you", because that is what he is waiting for. So I don't say anything, I just follow him up the stairs.
No points for either of us (really One point for me but it's not a competition)

Crawling in bed exhausted and it dawns on me Hadley had the smallest little accident on the bed before running to the bathroom and I didn't wash the sheets before I left this morning. Ryan is already laying down ready for bed and after all it happened on his side so if he hasn't noticed it why should I say anything, right? Looks like that's another point for me :)