Saturday, May 2, 2009

Thanks to all my wonderful friends and family for all of the great birthday wishes, cards, and presents! I'm lucky to have you all in my life!

Thursday, April 30, 2009

I've never really liked the color pink. Now I can add another reason to the already long list of why I don't: Pink Eye. Noah woke up from his nap with his right eye literally glued shut with gunk. After I cleaned it off and he could open his eye all the way, I could clearly see how pink (red actually) it was. I had noticed him rubbing his eye on the way home from school, but I figured he was just tired like usual. So, we are off to the doctor tomorrow to get him checked out and get some medicine. Yuck.

His eye didn't dampen his energy a bit. We spent the afternoon outside riding on his car (still going backwards), digging up dirt in the plant pots, and pushing around the patio furniture.

I'm off to watch the Trailblazers beat the Rockets and force a game 7 back here in Portland. GO BLAZERS!

p.s. don't forget to say rabbit tonight!!

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Noah had an eventfull last few days. Here are three highlights:

1. A toddler with brain-freeze is cute at first, but then tragically sad. Noah wanted a scoop of my ice cream (it's weight watchers - so I'm technically not cheating on my diet) and so I held out my metal spoon and he sucked off a pretty big mouth-full. First his eyes got really big, then he stuck his hand in his mouth to try and get the ice cream out, then he cried. I felt really bad. Maybe it was the flavor and not brain-freeze. Or maybe it was because it was faux ice cream. I mean really - how can you consider fat-free, no sugar, an-entire-cup-only-has-80-calories ice cream??

2. It's easier to go backwards than forward. Noah has a little scooter car that he can sit on and "drive" around the room. He's figured out how to propel himself backwards, but can't figure out how to go forward at all. He did something brilliant as he was trying to figure it out. He turned himself around in the seat thinking he might be able to see where he was going. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

3. Postcards aren't poisonous. Noah got a hold of a postcard mailer that came with today's mail. He likes to "read" things and carry them around, then throw them in the trashcan. So I wasn't overly concerned. Until things got quiet. I found him chewing on the postcard and a good quarter of it was gone. He was pretty pleased with himself. Maybe I should feed him more fiber??

He's a super funny kid and a blast to be with. That's it for today.