The Social Life of a 3 year old

I knew there would come a day where Noah had a busier social calendar than I do. You know, high school football games, sports, taking girls on dates (oy!). But, what I didnt' know was that his social calendar would start to get busy way earlier than high school. He's invited to more parties than we are. (So if you're having a party soon, take pity on me and invite me!)

This is what his week looks like:
Sunday - my parents took him to a movie and lunch at Cookie Park. (You may know it as Eat N Park)

Friday (tonight) - classmate's birthday party at Chuck E Cheese

Saturday - friend at daycare's birthday party at a bowling alley

Sunday - Walt & I are taking him to a movie.

I'm glad he could at least find time this weekend to squeeze us in! :)

Barack Obama is a Tiger

Do these guys look like twins or what? The other night we were watching some TV and a commercial for something (maybe a video game) starring Tiger Woods was on. Noah watched Tiger sink a ball in to a hole and we had this conversation:

Noah: He won!

Walt: Yep, do you know who that is?

Me: His name is Tiger! Cool, huh? (You know because of Noah's animal obsession)

Noah: No, momma! That's Barack Obama!

Walt: (Laughing) No, that's Tiger Woods! He's a golfer.

Noah: Nope, it's Barack Obama!

I guess they do have a slight resemblance. Although, I think Noah just likes to say Barack Obama. It is pretty fun to say!

First goose egg

Well, Noah has made it 3.5 years without having a goosegg on his egg. Sure, he's had bumps and bruises and scrapes and cuts every where on his body...but this weekend was the first giant lump on his noggin. On Friday night/Saturday morning, Walt and I were jolted awake when we heard a giant THUD! Noah had fallen out of bed. Walt ran upstairs and Noah was crying and so upset. We finally calmed him down, figured out he was okay and went back to sleep. But, by morning, he'd grown a giant lump right above his eye, and it's a lovely shade of blue/purple.

You may be wondering why we don't have bedrails, but of course we do! He somehow managed to fall out of the bottom of the bed! I think he was dreaming because he hasn't given the same answer as to how he actually fell out of bed. I told him from now on, if he wants to get up, to please call me and I'll come and get him.

I was going to try to take a picture, but I am not sure if it would show up or not. I'll wait until it's that great shade of yellow/green, I'm sure it will show up in a picture then.

Christmas Morning!

The longest night of the year (Christmas Eve) was finally over. At 5:45 am, I heard Noah rustling in his bed, and caught him as he started to climb down the stairs. First, we checked out the kitchen, and Santa had been there! He left all kinds of cookie crumbs on the plate and drank his nice warm coffee.

See the amazement on his face? Santa came! And he left tons of wonderful presents. Noah got an mp3 player, some toy horses, play doh, a remote control truck and some board games. The most favorite toy from Santa were the horses. Santa could have saved himself a lot of time and money, and just gone for the horses. But, he's a generous guy!

Mommy and Daddy must have been good this year, too...because they got a Wii! Santa doesn't wrap the gifts that he leaves for Noah, (he's too busy for wrapping!) but he did wrap Guitar Hero that he left for all of us. Walt is now a Guitar Hero addict...me, I'm getting better, but don't know if I'll ever graduate from the "easy" setting! We also got Big Brain Academy (Walt is ahead of me by a measly 75 points...I will beat him!), Wii Fit (I love it, even though it insults me and tells me in so many words that I'm fat), and Raymon's Raving Rabbids (so far, I think I'm too old to figure out how to play this one!).

Later in the day, after we played with all of the toys, we headed to Walt's parents' house for more ham and presents. It was a whirlwind couple of weeks, but I think it may be one of my most memorable Christmases ever.

I hope all of you had a wonderful holiday season, and I'm wishing you many good things to come in 2009!

Christmas Time is Here

Christmas was really excting and fun this year. Noah could hardly contain himself, especially as the big day drew closer. He has an advent calendar that he gets to untie (and eat!) a piece of candy every day. (We used Smarties) He knew that when he untied the last piece of candy and got to the bell, it meant it was Christmas. The day before Christmas Eve (I guess that's Christmas Eve eve), he kept saying "One more day! One more day!" He knew that the next day, when he took off the smarties, that was it! Christmas had arrived. And he was bouncing off of the walls!

We hosted my parents, brother, aunt and cousins for Christmas Eve. We all went to church while my brother stayed at my house to put our side dishes in the oven and take the ham out. What a great brother he is! Our dinner was ready when we came home - and the feasting began. Afterwards we open presents. It's Noah's favorite part!

Also on Christmas Eve, Santa comes around our 'hood on a fire truck. (I guess he gives those reindeer a rest at the athelic association??) Noah was so excited when he saw the fire truck coming up the street, that he started talking in gibberish. He's pretty well spoken for a 3 year old, but I guess the sight of Old Saint Nick just was too much. After he got a hug and a candy cane from Santa, we hurried inside, put on his jamas and left cookies and coffee (because it's cold...who wants all that milk when it's cold??) for Santa and carrots and reindeer food for the reindeer.

The Chistmas Play

It's been a while! I took a long break over Christmas time...but now I have so much to catch you all up on. So, we'll just start at the beginning!

Noah's school has an annual school play. They do the Nativity Scene - the 4 year olds (aka "the big kids") are the people in the nativity, the 3 year olds (Noah's class) are the animals. Which as you all know, an animal was the perfect part for Noah to play.

For weeks before the play, we'd ask Noah which animal he was playing. He would never give us a straight answer -- an arctic fox was the most popular answer he'd give, but sometimes he'd tell us a skunk and once, he told my mother he was going to be a werewolf. Can you imagine a werewolf at the nativity scene? Makes it a whole new story! Turns out...he was a donkey! Our pictures didn't turn out that great - but here he is. He even shook his head and moved his ears around like a real donkey. I see a future in acting!

After the big kids put on the little nativity scene, they all joined in a big sing along. Noah didn't do a whole lot of singing. Walt thought maybe it's because Noah only goes to school 2 days a week and didn't learn the songs. But, most of them were traditional Christmas songs, that I know he knows...and the other we heard him belting out a few days later. He told me he was too nervous up there to sing. I guess considering that I'm his mother (and if you remember, I was nervous in the hot tub on vacation, thinking a crazed maniac was going to come out of the woods to get me)...I guess it's a good possibility. It is funny to hear a 3 year old say he's nervous though!

There's the group shot. I do have to say that a few times, I choked up. Seeing my baby in his first school play. I can only imagine next year when he's IN the play and playing a person...I don't think I'll be able to hold back the tears!