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Remember Me?

My blogging has been ridiculously delinquent this month. Ironic since October was so busy and so many things happened — big and small things alike — that I would want to remember and keep track of. Things like:

  • My parents visiting for two weeks.
  • Mark’s brother visiting for a weekend — making him just the second person in our family who has met Julian (counting my parents as one unit of course).
  • Julian hitting the three-month mark and going from colicky, screamy baby to an incredibly well-behaved angel baby.  Weird.
  • Our first parent-teacher conference at Noah’s school.  Or, as I prefer to call them from now on, “Go on, tell me just how awesome my son is” conferences.

Suffice it to say, I’ve got some catch up work to do.  But because I’m also a bit of a masochist, I’ve also decided that for November I’m going to do this whole NaBloPoMo thing. NaBloPoMo, or National Blog Posting Month, is a challenge where you write a blog post every day for a month. These days there’s a challenge for every month but it originally started out as just November and really, I’m not ready to commit to more than one month right now. So hopefully for me, you’ll be seeing a lot more entries next month. And hopefully for you, they won’t be boring as dirt.

Until then, here are a couple of pictures. I always get a kick out of seeing how weirdly similar (yet different) my two boys are and I see that “alike, but not” thing so much in these two pictures. The first is me, Mark and a three-month-old Julian at Ngong Ping village this month and the second picture is me, Mark and a two-month-old Noah at his baptism four years ago.

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You see? Alike, but not.

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October 29, 2009 at 1:18 am 3 comments

Hong Kong Side Effect

There must be something in the water here in Hong Kong. Or perhaps it’s all the air pollution. Because in the three days that my parents have been here, my mom appears to have grown a second head:

October 4, 2009 at 9:35 pm 8 comments

Thing One and Thing Two

“I will pick up the hook.
You will see something new.
Two things. And I call them
Thing One and Thing Two.
These Things will not bite you.
They want to have fun.”
Then, out of the box
Came Thing Two and Thing One!

–Dr. Seuss, The Cat in the Hat

Just a few, quick things about my Thing One and Thing Two.

In Which Noah Learns About Addition
A couple of weeks ago I was in the kitchen minding my own business when Noah walked in very upset and asking what happened to his fingers. They looked ok so I asked him what was wrong and the following conversation ensued:
Noah (in a very whiny voice): My hands! I used to have ten fingers and now I only have five!
Me (laughing): What?! You still have ten. Count your fingers again.
Noah: (counting one hand) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. See? Only five.
Me: What about your other hand?
Noah: (counts the other hand) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Only five!  I told you!
Me: No, I mean add them together. Count all of your fingers.
Noah: (counts both hands) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6…7…oh.

Boys vs. Girls
Another conversation that Noah and I had recently:
Noah: Mom, I don’t like girl friends.
Me: What?! What are you talking about?! But you have lots of friends that are girls.
Noah: I know. But I don’t like girl friends.
Me: Whatever. Girls are cool man.
Noah: Well…you’re ok.

Conditional Love
Noah also let me know where I stand recently when he told me this right before I took him to his swimming lesson, “Mom, sometimes I love you and sometimes I don’t love you. But right now I love you.” Thanks, kiddo.

Why Elton John Rocks
For some random reason, it turns out that Julian loves the song Bennie and the Jets. And by loves, I mean that if he is doing his inexplicable crying thing, he almost immediately calms down as soon as he hears those first few opening piano chords. My guess is that the song encourages me to perform the ideal combination of bouncing and swaying that will magically calm babies down. I downloaded that song only two months ago and iTunes shows that I’ve played it 97 times already. And that number doesn’t include the times I hit repeat without waiting for the song to completely finish or the zillions of times we’ve played the version sung by The Sippy Cups. So yeah, he’s a fan.

Julian Laughing
I take a lot of pictures of Julian to try to capture this very brief, but awesome, part of his life. But there are some things that you just can’t capture with a camera. Like laughter. Which is why video comes in so handy:

October 1, 2009 at 3:50 pm 3 comments


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