Homecoming

This past weekend we headed to WPI so I could catch up with some teammates and get a medal.


The dinner was very nice and people said very nice things about me, which was certainly a treat. But my favorite part of the evening (other than watching Beth Gilbert make faces at me) was sitting at the Boynton and laughing so hard that, well, let's just say I am happy I have been doing a good job with the kegals this time around. My teammates are a trip and it was awesome to see them.

We then stuck around for homecoming, and introduced Noah to WPI by letting him hug the goat and buying him a Tshirt with equations on it.


We went to a bit of the football game (Noah's opinion of football: eh. Noah's opinion of the pep band: DRUMS!!! DRUMS!!! NOAH DRUM!!) and walked around in the nice fall weather and generally got sentimental about how much we both really liked WPI. It is a place that just has a good attitude.


Note to Bonnie - we didn't find our bricks. Apparently they have moved them due to all the construction. Either that or we were totally swindled. We'll have to make it back in another 5 years or so to double-check.

Monday.

Monday mornings have become a real challenge around our house. This is kind of a surprise, as Chad and I have always gotten up early and were never really the sort to be all "ugh, Monday." Maybe it's because we always seem to be so busy on the weekends that Monday isn't actually any less restful.

At any rate, turns out that Noah does struggle with Monday mornings now that he is going to day care on Mondays. I don't think he has any problem with actually going to school, but he DEFINITELY does NOT want to put on pants and does not want to use the potty and he wants to play with the zipper on that bag and no he is not hungry and mommy put the water in there NO, IN THERE and he wants to read a book but not that book and he wants to take a shower and where is the kitty and NO HE DOES NOT WANT TO GET DRESSED NO NO NO NO NO NON NONONONONONOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH

!!!!!!

And then we are standing there, with a screaming toddler smearing boogers all over daddy's shoulder, wondering what the hell happened.

And then we force him into pants and get him downstairs and into the stroller or the car because that is what you do when you are a working parent, and all of a sudden he is totally fine and chatting about the weather.

(it was raining)

The moral of the story: toddlers are confusing.

I will leave you with a picture from happier times (aka Thursday afternoon), with the expectation that Mondays are actually more traumatizing for me than for Noah and things will be totally fine tomorrow.

Drum Song

Because clearly singing is usually better without pants.



Here we have a great example of the dangers of sending your child to day care. He is clearly singing a specific song (with hand motions), and I have absolutely no idea what it is. God help us if he requests this song in the car while we are on a long road trip...

In other Noah news, he continues to amaze me with his improving memory and cognizance. His friend Amelia has a new baby brother (Congratulations Courtney and Chris!!), so when Noah has asked for Amelia lately (he asks for her at least once a day) we've told him as much. Then today he was sitting at his desk reading his alphabooks, and said very clearly "Baby." "Amelia." "Brother." over and over a few times. We hadn't mentioned Amelia's baby brother for probably four or five hours by that point. He was just paying attention, I guess.

Also during alphabook reading I observed that apparently he can recognize the letter "Q" and knows the word "Queen."

Legos

We have reached a development milestone. In the past week or so, Noah has become able to entertain himself for a long time by playing with blocks. I'm talking 30 minutes or so. It is actually quite astonishing.

(this movie is pretty long, he's been playing for a lot longer than I taped)
(also, "bahdur" = fire. He came up with this on Thursday night - the towers are fire with lots of wood. Don't ask me, I have no idea)



Further evidence of a budding engineer, if you ask me.

Piano man

Noah still loves to sing, and it is neat because more and more often we can actually figure out what he is trying to sing.



Doesn't this make it look like it would be fun for Mommy to come over and play piano and sing with Noah? Let me tell you the answer to that question. No. Stop! NO! STOP! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! (accompanied by pushing). Apparently he can do it himself.

Alaska book

Noah has started to want to read by himself. GOD FORBID ANY PARENT BE SITTING ON THE COUCH DURING THIS PROCESS OH MY GOD NO NO NONOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Ahem.

Anyway, luckily the reading is really cute so we put up with the pushiness.

Um... this.

Don't ask, I don't even know.