Boys

Noah has some very fun cousins to emulate...










Boys. Sigh.

-- posted from the phone

Hoodie time

Two peas in a pod, I tell you.




Also, apparently sweatshirts are hilarious.



-- posted from the phone

Snowy night

The problem with working full time is that even if you leave early it's almost dark by the time you get home to play in the snow...




Better luck tomorrow...

-- posted from the phone

Tunneling

Either Noah got a tunnel for Hanukkah or he has discovered a portal to another dimension...


Oh no! This new dimension is not good at all!!!

Also, we made it home from Boston safe and sound. Lots of snow, but happily none left on the highways.

Stuck

So we are in Boston this weekend, and are supposed to drive home this morning. There has been a small kink in this plan:




I am not sure this picture properly conveys the driving snow or the fact that south of here it is even worse (24 inches in Baltimore!?). But it does convey one thing I love about Boston: these people can handle the weather.




I took these photos at 8am on Sunday morning during a snowstorm, while walking to pick up some breakfast at a cafe, which was open with people dining there. There are people out walking and shoveling and doing what they need to do because guess what, it snows here and it's not the end of the world.

Whether the roads will be drivable anytime soon is to be determined. The aforementioned driving snow is not very encouraging...

-- posted from the phone

Economics lesson

Yup, you're never too young to keep updated on the latest in world business.

My mind, it is blown.

This post is dedicated to the things that I am astonished Noah can do. Beyond getting cuter every week, of course. First of all, he has been working on using a cup. A real cup, with no baby sippy attachment.


He actually does a decent job.


Until he gets bored and dumps it out.


Oh well, better luck next time. In other culinary news, Noah is tired of us messing with his bananas and wants to eat them himself.


See, Grammy? I told you I can eat the banana myself.


And finally, the most mind-blowing thing he did this week. Chad and I were making dinner, which involved stirring some vegetables in a wok using a wooden spoon. Noah was getting impatient, so I gave him his own wooden spoon and set him on the floor. In the past, this has worked to distract him as he proceeds to bang the wooden spoon on things.

This time, however, he did this:


I KNOW! I did not give him that pot. He went over to his play kitchen, got it himself, and when I turned around he was stirring it with the spoon. Clearly a genius, this kid.