My vampire

Did you know that I have a vampire that lives in my house? He's about 33 inches tall and likes to trick people into thinking he's a silly baby. Then, just when he's completely deceived you, he SNAPS! He comes at you sort of like a snake and then he chomps down and laughs with glee as you scream and try to pry him off of you. Once he has his jaws of steel clamped down, and the giggles are coming out, its nearly impossible to pry him off without doing damage to your skin (further than what he all ready caused). I'm not sure if he's trying to draw blood, or if he just likes the taste of his mama's flesh, but whatever it is- IT HURTS! Tonight, just after I had got him all ready for bed, I was holding him and looking at him face to face. I told him I loved him and he smiled, then he opened his mouth, grabbed my face and went in for what I thought was going to be one of his slobbery kisses, just as I closed my eyes to brace myself for the goo that would then be on my face, he redirected his mouth and bit down as hard as he could on my neck. And he was laughing as I was trying my hardest to unclamp his jaw. Scott just sat and watched. He's seen this scenario before, and he knows not to get involved, or he too could become a victim. Or at least that's what I think he's doing.. here are some pictures of my bite. I'm going to have a lot of explaining to do to people that will see me tomorrow. At least my husband was a witness that this bite did in fact come from a baby, his own flesh and blood (who just wanted a taste of my flesh and blood apparently), Noah. Yes folks, it was Noah. Don't let his cute face trick you, or you might be sporting one of his love bites before long.

I'm a geezer

So, growing up I'd always look at people that were married and had children as though they were SO much older and so adult. Here I am about to turn 27 and I don't feel old. Here are two recent examples that opened my eyes as to just how "grown up" I am now.
-The other night, I spoke with Scott about having the missionaries over for dinner. He said, "Why?" and I said, "That's what people in the ward do, they feed the elders! Don't you remember your parents doing that when you were growing up?" and he said, "well yeah, but people that have the missionaries over are grown-ups, with kids and stuff like that. " me, "And how do we not fall into that category?" Scott, "grown-ups have a dining table, we don't" me, "What's that thing in the kitchen that seats 4?" and to this statement...silence..that's all I got. He and I both realized, we're sort of growing up.
-My next example is this; I was cleaning out my closet a couple weeks ago and I found 3 rolls of undeveloped film. So I took them to Target, they said that they'd have to ship the film out and it'd be back in about 10 days. I was thinking, "man, what happened to the days of one hour photo?" Apparently, these days that only applies to digital photos. So, yesterday I went to Target to pick up my film and the teenager behind the counter handed me the rolls and said, "These are blank" to which I responded, "see here on the cartridge? it says that the roll has been used and has photos on it?" (there was a tab indicating that). He just started blankly at me. So I continued, "could it be that it expired?" he said, "I don't know, we don't know much about camera film. Just digital" And that my friends, is where I felt like a geezer. So I quickly responded, "Oh..well, yeah...of course! I mean, -I- didn't use these recently! I have a digital camera.. I just found these in the back of my closet from years ago..." And then I walked off realizing that the years of film are apparently over..

Noah's first REAL haircut

Before today, I've cut Noah's hair 4 times. Just a couple trims on his bangs, and on his mullet. I decided it was time for a real hair cut, so we went to Cookie Cutter's today at 10:45am to be specific! Noah got to sit in a "hot rod" for his hair cut while he watched a DVD with Elmo in it. I blew bubbles at him and he did so great sitting still for his haircut. I think that was mostly because he was confused about everything that was going on. I miss his curls like crazy, but with summer coming, I think this new 'do will be a lot cooler for him.

Wow I'm behind..

So the other day I was complaining to Scott that more than a year of Noah's life has gone by and there is so much of it that I haven't written down in a journal or anything like that. He suggested that every other night or so that I get online and update my blog. Isn't he a genius?! I think so. So here is a little update.
Noah is 14 months old. He doesn't walk yet, but he scoots all over the place on his bum. It's very cute, but I'm afraid that he'll wear the bottoms out on all his pants! Every time I try to get him to stand, he just thinks its time to jump. I've been working with him a lot lately on this, and he just has no desire to walk. My doctor said that its probably because of his size (he's in the 90th percentile) and because of frequent ear infections. The frequent ear infections can throw off his equilibrium and make it harder for him to balance to crawl or walk. I'm not too worried about it yet because my older brother didn't walk until like 16 months.
Noah LOVES to play patty cake, he claps his hands and "rolls" them like he's rolling the dough and then he throws his hands in the air and smiles! He loves to clap at people and laugh at everything. Lucy (our dog) is his favorite. When he gets up in the morning he wants to go right to Lucy's crate and wake her up. Lucy is very patient with him when he pulls her tail and her ears. We're trying to teach him to be more gentile.
Another thing that he loves is sitting by the big window at his Grandma and Grandpa Bingham's house. He loves to sit there with his grandpa and stare out the window. Noah points at everything he sees and exclaims in a loud whisper, "shashawshh" or other whispers that don't make sense. He laughs when he sees grandpa come up the stairs and crys if grandpa doesn't take him right to the window to look outside. I think Noah would be content looking out the window for days. Well, that's it for today. I'm going to go watch some Heroes with Scotty b. I'll be better about updating, at least for my sake. It helps me to feel organized :)

Noah~

Guess what? It's another post about Noah!! Really its just pictures. Sorry about the red-eye.

Noah had just rolled onto his tummy in these pictures. He was so proud of himself!

One of Noah's favorite things is when Scott swings him into the air. He loves it! and Scott loves hearing his roars of laughter about it!

This is an older picture of Noah taking a nap in Grandpa's arms. He loves the time he spends over at Richard and Jean's. He has become an expert at convincing them to snuggle him all day long.

Hope you enjoyed the updated pictures! I especially like the one with Noah's crazy hair!

This is a picture of Noah that was taken when he was about 4 and a half months old. I'm such a slacker with loading my pictures onto the computer. So as soon as I get that done, I'll post more recent ones.

Mr.Wiggles 6 months old!

The last two nights Noah's woke up at 3am to be fed and hasn't wanted to go to bed after. So we've just put him in his crib and turned the mobile on. He lays there and talks to his mobile, and his stuffed turtle and eventually falls back asleep. I don't know how long it takes him though, because I go back to bed. Yesterday he was so funny when he woke up. When I went in to get him out of his crib, he was turned and looking up at his turtle and talking to him about things. Maybe he was discussing about how he was going to ignore me, because when I went in there and said, "good morning sweet little man!" and put my hands on his waist, he didn't even acknowledge me, just went on talking to his turtle. So I picked him up and he kept looking back at his turtle. Then I put him on the changing table and tickled him and talked to him. he was smiling and stuff, but wouldn't look at me (he's such a little tease!). He just looked all around the room and let out deep sighs in-between his babbling, which was loud enough that the turtle could hear. So I said, "Hey mister!" and put my nose against his and kissed his neck a bunch. then he smiled again and looked into my eyes. silly boy! Anywho. So yesterday afternoon he went to the doctor for his 6 month check up. He was laughing very hard when Dr.Potter was feeling his tummy to make sure his insides were all good. And he was laughing and kicking his legs (I was holding him on my lap) while Dr. Potter was talking to me about all Noah's stats and developments. He loves to hear Dr.Potter talk. After Noah had his shots, he was just screaming and crying, but as soon as Dr.Potter came in to talk to him, he immediately stopped crying to listen to what he was saying. He's such a sweet little boy. He weighs 20lbs and 2 ounces. He's 26 inches long. So he's in the 90th percentile for weight and the 50th percentile for length!