Jill got her thyroid bloodwork results in, and they look great!

Her TSH level is now 1.3!!! That means the docs will work with her and will not be unduly concerned about the risk of miscarriage. Woot!

Also, whether it was carefully and repeatedly explaining to Noah that he wasn’t supposed to get up until the birds start singing, or exhaustion, or leaving his fan on all night, or an act of God, G-d, Goddess, or the deity of your choice, IT WORKED. Noah slept through from about 8:30 until ??? — he’s still sleeping now at 5:21 am.

Here he is looking all cute yesterday, when instead of dinner he wanted to run around outside.

(He loves those shorts. Yesterday I had to find something he could wear with them. As soon as I opened the drawer, he was all “Fwower? Fwower? Fwower?”)

Updated to add: The hat thing was equally funny. We have a heap of his jackets and hats sitting in a chair near the front door, with a heap of shoes under/around the chair. Every so often, Noah gets inspired and digs into the heap.

Yesterday, while ignoring the pizza we were trying to get him to eat, Noah dug into the heap and pulled out all the hats. Then he put on that one and “Mommy, up!”-ed us into taking him outside.

Noah proceeded to carry his soccer ball all the way to the play area in our development (~2, maybe 2.5 blocks), distracted only by hearing dogs behind a fence. The hat stayed in place, random tie hanging in his face, for half an hour at least.

I have a cute son, if I do say so myself.

I don’t think I’ve mentioned this here, but my adorable nephew, Max, is once again thriving! He’s eating well and gaining weight like a champ. Way to go Max! Way to go Aunt Anna! Way to go Uncle Jason!

I hear birds singing. And a baby grunting.