welcome to our world...

Let me first start by saying, thank you Ericka. without your genius idea to create a new blog for your family, I never could have stolen the idea for myself :) xoxo
I hope to keep everyone updated on us and our lives without us ever having to know that you even took a peek :) pictures will have to suffice for those first few months without the time, ability or knowledge of how to blog, so I'll begin with present time... because there is no time like the present :)

now to begin... well, where do I begin?? At this date and time, our sweet Harlan Charisse is approximately 16 months & 18 days old and growing like babies do, too fast. She is talking in her very own jibber-jabber language that only her poppa & Mr. T understand and walking her little pigeon-toed self everywhere she can get. yes, I believe she has a slight bow-leggedness about her that my mom says she'll grow out of and if not, they make a brace for. if I am not mistaken, I think I may have had the same problem when I was a little one, and I didn't have to have a brace... or did I? either way, she's still the cutest thing ever, pigeon toed or not, and I am sure she will walk on out of it eventually.

we've run into a recent problem with her biting though. it was one thing when she was just biting me, whether it was because she likes the way her sweet momma tastes or just knew she could get away with it with me and not her daddy, she was taking chomps out of my finger almost daily. it is quite another story when she bites the kids at school though. I never thought I'd have a biter. in the 2 summers that I worked in a daycare while in college, the "biters" were the bad kids. I remember one little vampire specifically that I would watch like hawk, just waiting for her to chomp on some poor unsuspecting toddler. she even got dirty looks from me at times simply because she was a biter. just who did she think she was?? did her parents not teach her that biting was wrong? or did they simply go around their house each night biting each other for fun? either way, she was a bad girl and undoubtedly got different treatment from me because of it.

and now. here I am. the parent of a biter.

For the past 2 consecutive days at school, she has been sent home with a note that she has bitten another child. I'm not sure if it's because she gets too excited as she is known to do or if it's her temper that has been surfacing lately. However, I can assure you all that we do NOT condone this behaviour at home. as a matter of fact, we have tried a lot of different avenues - from talking to her, to smacking her little hand with a "no no" to follow, to even biting her back, which by the way, she laughs at and thinks it's a game.
where in the heck is Supernanny when I need her??