a collection of thoughts

Shhhh. He's asleep- before 9pm! That's amazing given the recent history of total lack of routine sleep around here. Damn molars. He kept dropping his Jeff (third from L) and Dorothy (green dinosaur, not pictured) figurines on his own head as he was gently waving them in the air in bed. This was causing some waking up, sadly, but they had to be there. They also came into the tub. The Ebay lot of Wiggles paraphenalia I just got has caused much happiness, I tell you.

The snow is fun too- except for it being too early for it- Nolan was in his ski pants for the first time last weekend and at one point ran acrooss the dining room in them, then stopped, confused by the "Shh-Shh-Shh-Shh" sound. Ran. Stopped. Then just ran. Cute! The yard has deck furniture out, half buried summer toys, and a lot of surprised green leaves falling off the lilac tree and covering the snow. The sudden snowfall captured a moment, sort of like Pompeii -only without immolation, which is good.

Last night I was trying to study- what I should be doing now, actually- and Nolan climbed on my lap and happily drew with a green highlighter for quite a while. So cute, intent, curly head under my chin, serious faced, holding the marker in his pudgy hand and bending over the page.

Well, I'll sign off for now. Later,
L