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9 1/2 weeks

This boy… Baby Jack. Mr. Jackson. Jack Jack. Sunshine.

It’s been 9 1/2 weeks and I’m still waiting for him to turn on me. I mean, really. It can not be this easy to add a 5th child to a family!

He’s a perfect baby. Sleeps when he’s supposed to sleep (and more than I deserve), eats when he’s supposed to eat, smiles, coos, almost laughs, loves to watch his brothers, adores his sister, loves his daddy. We are blessed.

Thanks for being exactly what we needed Baby Jack!

Blogging, Take 2

Well hello there!

Ok, so there’s probably not anyone actually there…

Posting once every few months will do that to a poor little blog. I think I lost all 2 of my readers.

(COME BACK MOM & GRANDMA KONA!)

Oh and look at that. My blog name is even out of date.

(HI BABY JACK!)

So for now we’re ‘Under Construction’. Until I think of something else.

Anyway, I’ve decided to start writing here again. Nothing fantastic (as usual). Just about life. We have some exciting things coming up and I want to have a record of them other than Facebook.

And oh yeah, this happened…



Why, yes! That sound you hear is my little heart breaking.

Kindergarten. Not included in the “exciting things” I mentioned before.

Goooo Team Noah!

On Saturday, 4/23/11, Team Noah will be participating in the Walk Now for Autism Speaks at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena. We are so excited!! Not only to support such a great organization, but also to spend a morning celebrating these special kids. Please consider supporting or joining us!

Click here for Team Noah’s page!!

A few things…

-On the way to school this morning, I asked Noah if he wanted to go to the train park after school. He told me “Yes! But first school and then Train Park.” Just like that. Which looking at that sentence now, doesn’t seem like such a big deal…

-At the train park, there was another little boy with his dad. He was the same size as Noah so I assumed that he was 5 or 6. Noah was playing with the boy on the train & then went to sit next to the man…. talking to him & telling him about the train.

He asked how old Noah was. When I said 3, he told us that his son was the same age. Another big kid!

He said “I figured he was younger than he looked because he runs like a 3 year old & talks like a 3 year old.”

Then he said “You must get a lot of looks… people assuming he’s older than he is…”

“Yes we do! Especially because he has some issues/ADHD…”, I said.

(oh he has no idea the looks I get with Noah sometimes….)

“All 3 year old boys have ADHD. He’s fine.” He said.

!!!

HE TALKS LIKE A 3 YEAR OLD. HE’S FINE.

That guy had no clue how important those words were. Here’s a stranger, interacting with my son…AND NOT NOTICING (or at least not reacting to) his differences. And he was a man! Men tend to be more judgmental than women as far as Noah goes.

Even if it isn’t exactly true…. for a stranger to tell me that he’s fine & not to worry. Seriously. That guy is lucky that I didn’t hug him right there.

-Then we went to Target. Where Noah threw a huge fit right as we walked in over gumballs. I wanted to run back to the park & find that man. But we got through it. And he was fine the rest of the time shopping. Even scored YET ANOTHER Thomas train from Grandma.

Stupid gumballs… killed my that.dude.called.noah.fine buzz.