On November 5th Stinky turned 3 years old! There is so much to tell you about this boy.
We call him the polite terrorist. He will always say his please, thank you and your welcomes. But he is the first to tackle, hit, bite and jump on your head. When you walk in the door, he gives you the hero's welcome. He screams your name and runs to give you a super hug.
Harper has a mesh cage around his crib, don't judge, he sneaks out at night and parties with the neighbors. No cage=no sleep. He has to have his muno and brobee pillow, 2 blankies and a binky(not for long) in order for him to go to bed. When I say, I love you Harper, he says I lub you too mama. That will never get old....never.
Harper loves super heroes, Toy story and Yo gabba. He loves to eat yogurt, peas and blublerries. He weighs 35 pounds and is 3 feet 2 inches.. He loves going on "adbentures" with Dada and we all know what a daredevil he is. Last time Scott took him skateboarding he tried to drop in on the ramp.
Harper loves his friends. I know he loves someone when he calls them MY. MY Winny or MY Franco, MY Clyde. He loves to joke and be funny. I think this gets him into trouble sometimes.
This is a picture of Harper's crazy rash that he had(impetigo). If there is a weirdo sickness, he will get it. He has chipped both front teeth a couple of times and he always has scabs on his knees. He is ALL boy and I love it. Harper can definitely be a handful but he is MY handful.