Noah said, “I’m happy, Mommy.” When I asked him why, he said “Because I love you.”
Isaiah pulled himself up onto both feet. He was so adorably proud of himself, and so strong and steady.
Noah found a copy of a video called”Prenatal Development” and saw the photo on the cover of an unborn baby at seven weeks and said, “That’s a baby! That’s amazing!” (This was the first time he ever said “amazing”. I was delighted by him using it that way in a sentence.)
My husband made
for us and my in-laws.
We picked up the meat from the Farmer’s Market where my friend Katie’s husband works as a butcher. (Sorry Katie, I can’t get a hyperlink to work for your blog!)
Noah’s hero is the aforementioned butcher. I thought it was so cute that when he saw me hacking a squash this week, he said in awe “Mommy is a butcher too!”
My in-laws did a really big favour for us. Huge. It reminded me once again what a blessing it is that we live so close to both sides of our family.
We celebrated Noah’s name day (on the feast of the Conversion of St. Paul; Paul is his middle name). He was thrilled that we set the table with china and baked him a cake too! (Gluten-free, but that’s another story.)
I dressed the kids in matching outfits, being the crazy woman that I am, and filmed a video for a certain little cousin’s birthday. (I unfortunately can’t get it to upload, so here’s a photo of the moment):
Really, there were so many other beautiful, happy, joyful, sweet moments this week,
but I wanted to make sure I recorded at least some of them right now.
I don’t want these moments to pass me by.