Guilt...and cookies

I haven't posted for over a month, and have been thinking (ok, feeling guilty about it) a lot. Because Nolan is doing these hysterically funny and cute things and changing so fast, and here I'm not documenting it. My brain is a little too full and I worry I'll miss recording too much. And now, tired, I can't think of anything to blog.....I'll do photos from Picasa next because Blogger is as slow as molasses right now.

• This am Nolan woke me up by lying on my chest, nose to nose, looking at me with big, serious eyes until I opened my eyes, and saying "Nak. Cookie? Cake?" (That's snack, by the way)
• He is sensitive to chocolate- last night he had a SMALL piece of tiramisu as a reward for a sweet request for cake, accompanied by a particularly winsome smile (moms are suckers for that) and then was standing in his crib, jumping up and down and yelling at the top of his lungs, for a half hour. Then he indulged his fascination with hiding and finding by hiding a puzzle piece and then ostentatiously looking around saying "where is it?" - very showmanlike, holding my hand, until we - surprise!- find it in it's hiding place under the bed. Where he always hides things. Agagin and again for another half hour. Then I realized he'd done the alternate parent game while asking for bits of chocolate chip cookie (all these goodies are left over from a party, not usual fare around here) and probably ate two big chocolate cookies as well. Was a crazed wombat hyperbug babbling jumping bean til 11 PM.
  
• He loves shaving with Daddy, and "schriving"- driving -the car, is passionate about watering plants, pouring liquid between containers especially big tolittle containers (this is not so good) and sweeping
• He loves rain. Today he walked through a neighbours sprinkler and announced "It's raining!! Shower!" and made a nice logical connection at the park, when we were trickling sand between our fingers (and I was doing the baritone voiceover "Like sand through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives).....and he said "shower"...
• He still bites, but mostly still just me, when he's tired and frustrated (like when I had to bodily haul him away from the slides to go home to bath tonight). He also grabs and pinches some. A bit of a temper, but flares and cools relatively quickly.
  
• Having said that- he's singleminded and tenacious too. When he gets on a mission, and you think you've distracted him (from say, something involving the watering can and toilet lid) he'll play along then as soon as YOU are distracted- ZOOM- back to business.
  

That's enough as a start, as I am tired. Life has been hectic in an alarming way that I haven't even had time to think about yet....doesn't always seem possible that it is working out OK, but it is- however the long gap here proves the days are going fast.