Noah and I were busy in the kitchen yesterday, making challah for the new year.
Noah was really into needing the dough this time around, pushing it back and forth on the counter. He also learned how to say "challah," and said it over and over again as he worked.
He also knows how to say "poke," so he obviously had to use that one a lot as well.
In other exciting new years week news, we learned that we are going to have a little girl. Name suggestions are currently being accepted.
And based on the enthusiastic kicks I felt during shofar-blowing at temple this morning, I am thinking a possible brass player.
(those are her feet. Very cute, right? Easy to say at 20 weeks. Let's talk again at 35 weeks when those kicks are taking my breath away)