I don't even know

where he comes up with what activity would be fun right now. Or why he is obsessed with my swimming hat. Or why he throws himself on the floor.


(sorry not much time for video editing, it gets especially funny around 2 mins)

Indoor playground

Please enjoy my new favorite picture ever.

Noah and Amelia got to play at a new indoor playground last week. I think they had fun.

And by fun, I mean fun, whack-a-mole style.

Oops, wrong whack-a-mole event.

Back to the playground. They took some short breaks for adorableness

Then they decided to open an organic vegetable stand

and Noah rode a dinosaur

The end.

pictures in the kitchen

Noah loves playing in his cabinet

Especially after the cleaning people come and put some new stuff away in there.

Also, it is fun to play with the camera :)

Bake me a cake

While he does seem to have some of the necessary supplies, I am not sure his methods will yield much dessert...

Brown Bear

Lately Noah loves to read "Brown Bear, Brown Bear," and can recite basically the whole thing. Except, of course, when we try to record it. Obviously.

Oh hi!

Yeah, we're still here. And it's fall.

Which means that in addition to crazy things like trying to buy a house and teach a class and go to a conference in New Orleans our family is also doing things like running around in the leaves.

And because we have no yard we run around in the leaves at the park.

Which I highly recommend, as there is never the feeling that you should quit playing and rake up the stupid leaves.

Also, there may be a tree to climb.

Or if you can't climb it you can just say "too big" a bunch of times and instruct Daddy to come help.

Happy Fall. :)

More evidence I am insane

So this morning Noah and I were hanging out at home and he put his toy snake into his crib, then tried to climb into the crib from the outside and when he realized he couldn't, started asking me for a ladder.

I have really been struggling with whether we should move him to a bed soon or not - he sleeps great in his crib so I don't want to mess with that, but I also don't want to buy another crib if he's going to move to a bed soon after the new baby comes. I was basically at a stalemate about what to do when we decided to buy the house, and that made my decision for me. I figured if we were going to be moving AND having a new baby, we should keep the rest of his life as consistent as possible and keep the crib.

And then this morning he asked me for a ladder.

So I thought, what the heck. And I converted his crib.

Clearly I am a glutton for punishment. This week is super crazy with my having to teach lab and Chad is going out of town and we have to get the details of the P&S sorted out for the house and etc etc etc. And now I am going to have to deal with a toddler getting out of bed and causing trouble and maybe not sleeping at all and what is WRONG WITH ME!?!?!

And then, it was naptime, and Noah was excited to sleep in his big boy bed ("big boy bed!" "Noah bed!") and I took a deep breath and we gave it a shot.

And that's him on the video monitor, totally passed out about 10 minutes after I put him down. He got out of bed once. ONCE.

This evening it took him a little over 20 minutes to go to sleep but he didn't get out of bed at all.

Could it be possible that some of the things I really stress about just aren't that big a deal?

Huh.

Busy.

So the past week has been totally crazy. Rachel ran a poster session that ran until 11pm a few nights in a row and then we decided to try to buy a house and then there was a bunch of other stuff and also Noah wore underpants to day care for the first time and it seems some other things must have happened but honestly I'm not really sure where the time went but now I have to teach lab tomorrow and next week is almost certainly going to be worse.

Instead of listening to me ramble, please enjoy these pictures of Noah in a belt and tie.

Also, it is very possible that before the new year we will have a new front door...