The cake was carmel and delicious, and the boy was handsome and sweet.

The Cake What a Little Boy

Noah’s friend Spencer and her mommy Kamina came over for cake. Noah found Spencer facinating.

She's Really Interesting Spencer & Kamina

He had a good time eating cake as well as watching Spencer.

This Birthday Thing is Fun

Eventually Spencer and Kamina had to go home, but his mommies’ friends Philip, Cassie, and Paul came over.

Noah was a little bit over having company. At some point towards the end of the afternoon, he started whining and complaining, and eventually, saying “bye-bye!” over and over.

It didn’t work so well, but eventually, Noah had his mommies to himself again, and we had dinner.

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I’m a lucky mommy. Even at the end of a very long day, Noah’s still a sweet boy, willing to share:

Mr. Sharing
 

Dear Noah,

Right now, it’s 5:15 am on February 10. A year ago, we were at the hospital, trying to encourage you to join us out here in this crazy beautiful world.

You were still pretty skeptical. My water broke around 4:30 am on February 9, and we got to the hospital around 7 am. Then we had to wait for your friend Cole to finish being born before the midwife could come see us.

I didn’t know it at 5:15 am on February 10, but you were nowhere near ready to arrive yet. You stayed snuggled up with your foot under my rib cage until Dr V and Midwife J decided it was time to go in and get you, whether you wanted out or not. They brought you out at 3:37 pm.

It is amazing to think that in the last one year, you’ve gone from being a 9 lb, 7 oz “tiny” flailing mass, very good at sucking and howling, but not much else, to being a 27 lb boy who knows words, can crawl and dance walk, and who recently started singing!

*later*

Your favorite song to sing is “Barbara Ann” by the Beach Boys. Minutes after your mommies have stopped singing, we’ll hear you loudly begin, “Ba Ba Ba” in an entirely different tone than your normal conversational “bababababa.”
Your vocabulary exploded in the last month! Most animals still seem to be “woof woof,” but you also recognizably say:

  • bye-bye
  • book
  • mama
  • good
  • baby
  • baboo (nurse)
  • play
  • mm-mmm
  • turtle (there are turtles painted next to where we change your diapers), and the ever popular
  • ohhhhh and uh-oh

You probably say a lot more that we still have trouble translating into grown-up English.

You also combine some of these sounds, like “baby turtle.” This morning, after you were done nursing, you looked at me and said, “Play with baby” (well, “paaaywif bay-bee”) before climbing down from the sofa to the floor where all the toys are.

You kept making my head explode all morning, taking 5 or 6 steps at a time, no hands, and being very good and happy at your very first big boy haircut.

Haircut: Before & After

I’m sure I’ll have more to say later, after we feed you cake and take pictures of you with frosting in your nice short hair. But for now, I’ll leave it at Happy Birthday, sweetie. I love you more than I ever imagined.

 

Reno and Cindy, who are both brilliant and superlatively interesting, both posted links to this fabulous 4-minute video on the Internet.

Cindy observed, and I entirely agree, that it is a real trip for those of us who have been around and engaged in the evolution of the Internet. But it is also a good easy-to-follow explanation of how the Internet “works” both now and earlier.

Yes, in about 4 minutes, with a cool soundtrack and everything.

It reminds me of the conversation I had with Dave back in about 1994, when he told me that I had to go find out more about this cool World Wide Web thing, because it made the whole (previously techie and difficult, though to us facinating) Internet “point and click.”

Yup, Dave was the first person to convince me to find a Web Site. But Reno was the first person to show me how to send e-mail, and that was all the way back in 1987. The next people I sent e-mail to were Brian and Todd.

 

Noah did well out of Mommy’s trip to Miami:

Now what?

Well, he already had the spoon.

 

When I picked Noah up at school today, HE WALKED TO ME!!!

Granted, it was only 2 steps, but they were independent!
And he repeated the feat in front of Jill when we were drawing Noah’s bath tonight.

And Jill is home!!! Noah and I were both excited to see her. Especially since it was an hour or so before his bedtime, so they got to hang out.
Our friend J, the other Baby Juggler, came by this afternoon to see Noah — and she claims that he’s bigger than Mini, the smaller of her 2.5 year old twins. Of course, he can’t say cute things like, “Mama, why you sad?” We miss the Baby Juggler family.

 

Stolen from Reno:

1. Are your parents married or divorced?

Married. 40 years, I think.

2. Are you a vegetarian?

No, although I was in college and part of law school. Then I developed severe GERD and was put on a super-restrictive diet. Adding something else to the list of things I couldn’t eat just didn’t make sense any more, although I still don’t eat a lot of meat.

3. Do you believe in Heaven?

Depends on when you ask. Today I’ll go with being optimistic.

4. Have you ever come close to dying?

Yes. The closest, I think, was when I was about 18 months old. I got a throat infection that stopped me from breathing, and I had to have an emergency tracheotomy.

5. What jewelry do you wear 24/7?

None. My fingers are still too fat for my wedding & engagement rings

6. Favorite time of day?

The early morning, before anyone else is awake.

7. Do you eat the stems of broccoli?

Yes, but if they’re all woody, I only eat the middles.

8. Do you wear makeup?

Lipstick most days, other, not usually.

9. Ever have plastic surgery?

No.

10. If you did have plastic surgery, what you you do?

I really can’t imagine it. I used to hate my nose when I was in high school, but it looks so cute on Noah’s face that I’m totally over that.

11. What do you wear to bed?

PJs.

12. Have you ever done anything illegal?

I assume speeding counts?

13. Can you roll your tongue?

No.

14. Do you tweeze your eyebrows?

Not regularly. Once in a while, the impulse seizes me.

15. What kind of sneakers?

Cute ones with no laces.

16. Do you believe in abortions?

What an odd phrasing. Am I pro-choice? Yes. Do I with that all women had access to health care, contraception, and sex education, thereby nearly eliminating the need for abortion? Yes.

17. What is your hair color?

Light brown with growing-out blond highlights.

18. Future child’s name?

I’m sworn not to tell future children’s names until they are actual children.

19. Do you snore?

Yes.

20. If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?

I would love to visit every continent before I die.

But more immediately, I miss Milwaukee and my family & friends there.

21. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

Heh. No.

22. If you won the lottery, what would you do first?

Pay off all my student loans, credit card debt, and mortgage.

Then, depending on how big the lottery winnings were, take 6-12 months off to figure out what I wanted to do with the rest of my life, and where, and get that plan rolling.

If the lottery winnings weren’t of the “you never have to work again” variety, meet with a good financial planner, make sure Noah was set for college and Jill and I were set for retirement. (A good financial planner who would make sure that we didn’t get screwed on the gift tax in this plan.)

23. Gold or silver?

Platinum.

24. Hamburger or hot dog?

Depends on my mood. Can I have onion rings with that?

25. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Really, really, really good bread.

26. City, beach or country?

Beach.

27. What was the last thing you touched?

Besides my keyboard? The TV.

28. Where did you eat last?

My kitchen.

29. When’s the last time you cried?

A couple of weekends ago.

30. Do you read blogs?

Yes. More than I should.

31. Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?

I don’t have what it takes to do drag. I’d give it a try, but I doubt I would be plausible.

32. Ever been involved with the police?

My current job involves them frequently.

33. What’s your favorite shampoo conditioner and soap?

I don’t have a current favorite.

34. Do you talk in your sleep?

Yes.

35. Ocean or pool?

Ocean.

36. Sauna or whirlpool

Whirlpool with the jets off.

37. Starbucks or Krispy Kreme

Publix donuts.

38. Window seat or aisle?

Aisle.

39. Ever met anyone famous?

Yes. Mostly politicians, some authors. I have a very cute picture of myself meeting President Carter when I was about 10. As will shock no one who knows me in real life, it is obvious in the picture that I am talking.

The nicest famous person I have ever met was Katherine Paterson. She is incredibly sweet and I hope the Bridge to Terabithia movie makes her oodles of money.

40. Do you feel that you’ve had a truly successful life?

So far.

41. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?

I break it before cooking and then twirl to eat.

42. Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey?

Oprah.

43. Basketball or Football?

Are we having a party? That sounds like fun!

44. How long do your showers last?

It depends. Maybe 2/3 are lightening fast. I prefer them lingering and warm, but with a baby, that just doesn’t happen as often.

45. Automatic or do you drive a stick?

My current car is automatic, but I prefer stick.

46. Cake or ice cream?

Yes, please.

47. Are you self-conscious?

Sometimes.

48. Have you ever drank so much you threw up?

Yes, but not often and not in years.

49. Have you ever given money to a beggar?

Yes.

50. Have you been in love?

Yes.

51. Where do you wish you were?

Right here.

52. Are you wearing socks?

Yes.

53. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?

Yes, after the accident in which my car was totaled.

54. Can you tango?

If I’m dancing with a really strong lead.

55. Last gift you received?

Thin, crispy, chocolate-almond cookies, from Kathryn, mother of Cole, with whom Noah had a play date yesterday.

56. Last sport you played?

Um. Mommy & me yoga?

57. Things you spend a lot of money on?

Books and the baby.

58. Where do you live?

In a house.

59. Where were you born?

Hospital. In Milwaukee.

60. Last wedding attended?

Mikki & Claire’s! It was wonderful. WONDERFUL. I still sniff the little spice bag favor, which sits next to my computer at work.

62. Favorite position?

Progressive.

63. Most hated food(s)?

Anything too spicy-hot.

64. Most hated soda pop

Grape.

65. Can you sing?

Loudly and proudly, but not tunefully.

66. Last person you instant messaged?

Either Elizabeth or Becky at work.

67. Last place you went on holiday?

Milwaukee for Christmas.

68. Favorite regular drink?

Watery apple juice. (3/4 water, 1/4 apple juice.)

69. Current Song?

NPR?

70. Tag 3 friends.

I would pick Shana, but I think she’s only photoblogging. How about Lizzy, Isabel, and Trista?

 

It has been very educational, this “single mom for a weekend” business. For example, I have learned:

  • We have a climber. The note from school on Friday says that he loves climbing. Today, I put him in out extra-deep bathtub while I was brushing my teeth, and he managed to do a pull-up on the window sill. After church, I risked putting him in there again while I changed clothes, and he climbed up onto the seat. No more bathtub-as-playpen for Noah.
  • And a very tall smarty-pants. Noah can reach and open the door handles in his room.
  • Noah can also reach anything within 4 inches of the edge of the counter. We have a half-wall that is only 6 inches deep.
  • Teething still sucks.
  • Small boys can eat an astonishing amount of food: Today alone, Noah ate nearly a cup of cheerios, a yogurt, a jar of vegetables, a grape tomato, 1/4 of a large apple, 1/3 cup of pumpkin-chicken sauce, 1/3 cup pasta with another 2 tablespoons of pumpkin-chicken sauce, a bit less than 1/4 cup vanilla creme brule, and small amounts of shredded cheese, cooked carrots, and cooked broccoli. I think he ate more yesterday. I fear his teenage years.

Well, time to get Noah’s bag ready for school tomorrow. And clean up all the tupperware that has migrated all over the house. And take out the unbelievably toxic garbage that all that food produces in the form of poopy diapers.

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