Thanksgiving with the Tiny Bean

After almost five days of staring at pudgy baby cheeks, my brain is sort of mushy...which sucks as finals period is coming right up.

Noah reserves a special sort of glee for his stuffed octopus. Seriously, his face just *lights up* when he sees it:

Flying baby.

I don't know why, but he looks a bit like he's flapping his flying ears. And he's fairly surprised about it.

How it happens in my family:

Mom said: "I'm sending you a picture of Noah reading."

I said: He's not really reading, mom.

Mom said: "Sure he is. Well, he's looking at the pictures."

(Please note: the kid can't even hold a book yet, and his family is forcing literature upon him! Someone set this child before a video game!)

Guess who...

I get to see in a few scant weeks?



(almost a month, actually...sigh)