CORY and HEATHER VISIT '06

VISIT TO CORY, HEATHER and MADDIE's PLACE

Happy Thanksgiving everybody. Noah is starting off his Thanksgiving break (1st ever!) by heading up north to Livermore, CA, a nice little(mid size) town near San Francisco, to visit Cousin Cory, Heather and 2nd Cousin (3rd? once removed? Twice? huh?) Madison Dawn(She the cutie pictured above, who upon our arrival had just returned from getting her first stitch near her left eye. She took a dive off a chair! Yikes!)

This is only the beginning of our adventures. We are heading to Tahoe in a couple days (many pictures to follow)

Noah is all smiles at his cousins place. He loves to chase the little mop dog, Pixie, and cuddle up with the viscious Pit Bull, Bandit, a sweetie of a dog as well. No stranger anxiety from this little baby boy. Hey! He was also a perfect angel on the car ride, even though he had some assistance from Mom in the final hour (Mom was breastfeeding on the freeway, traveling at 90 miles an hour.!!!

This morning we are sitting down to a giant breakfast (cooked up just right by our exceptional host, Heather.(not pictured, parents are always the ones taking the pics, we don't seem to make many appearances.) Thank to Heather, Cory, her two boys Jordie and Brendan and Maddie.

Happy Sunday everybody!

I love you Noah.
This is Dad (Da Da)
You know, the one who shows up daily about 5pm and mysteriously disapears every morning before you wake.
Sometimes I'm still there when you wake, but it's dark and shadowy and you think you must have dreamed it since when the light covers the room I am nowhere to be found.
I am the taller of the two, the one with the scruffy beard. The one without the endless supply of life giving milk. I'm your Dad.

Well, I miss you. Thinking of you and trying to teleport myself into your world. If I could, I'd sit on your shoulder all day, as you climb and crash and crawl to and fro.

I'm your Dad, little Noah. Baby Noah. Sunshine. Love.

I miss you.

Right on Target

Every month I get an email update on Noah. It comes from www.babycenter.com

They send me little notes:
"Dear Dad, are you doing enough around the house?"
"Eight ways to soothe a teether."
"Sleeping through the night and why your baby doesn't."

Anyway, every week I get an update on babies progression. It'll say what the average baby at that age is doing.

The updates are ALWAYS spot on! Whatever they say Noah will be doing, he does the very next day.
If they say soon he'll be crawling, he crawls!
Check for teeth, byt the itme I do that, pop, two teeth.
Baby will be developing stranger anxiety, next day Noah is crying in my arms afraid of a stranger.

It's like that show Heroes, where the guy paints the pictures of the future - except in our scenario there is no heroine.

This is from this week's email: Noah turned 8 months today.....

Stand and deliver
Your baby may be able to pull himself up to a standing position while holding on to furniture. In fact, if you stand your baby next to the sofa, he may be able to hold himself up, although he may be hanging on for dear life.

At this stage some parents put their children in baby walkers, but that's not a good idea. Walkers are unsafe: Your baby can use a walker as a stepladder to reach things he couldn't normally get to, such as a hot stove or bottle of bleach. What's more, they discourage floor play, which helps him learn to walk by giving him opportunities to crawl, pull up, and cruise while holding on to furniture — all activities that lead to walking.

The funny here comes in the form of the Walker we just picked up for him. He doesn't love it, but we got it, and now I'm reading that it is unsafe. So, I am rushing home to dispose of it. But by the time I get there, the phrophecy will have come true, and Noah will have a fat lip or some type of bruise.

Curses to Babycenter.com

If you would like a reading from Prophet Noah Hyatt please let me know. He will look into your future!

Oh, did I mention he can also regenerate?

Noah Stands Up

The NOAH Show

Next, on the NOAH Show.

Noah claps. Noah waves. Noah drools. Noah sings. Noah does a little dance.

Noah recently turned seven months old. Yeah, he rocks.

I believe it was the Black Eyed Peas who proclaimed:
"Damn right, my baby is better than yours....."

But let's not go there.

Noah the Godfather

More love from Uncle Brooke.

This was actually his first creation of little Noah, this time stoic Marlon Brando in diapers - !

ENJOY!

The Revenge of Noah