For the past several weeks every time I fold our clothes after they come out of the dryer I keep finding all these dryer sheets. Not just one, but like 5 or 6. I think, "Why does B use so many dryer sheets? Wait a minute! I don't think we buy dryer sheets. Where is she getting them from?" Then as soon as I finish I forget to ask her.
Tonight the truth came out! B and I are folding clothes and she says, "I don't know how all of these [dryer sheets] keep getting in the clothes." And of course I say, "Babe, I thought we didn't use dryer sheets?" She then just shakes her head sympathetically and informs me, "We don't use dryer sheets, these are wet wipes."
Yea. Wet Wipes......I'm retarded.
Apparently Noah has a little habit of pulling out wet wipes and putting them in his dirty clothes hamper.
and YES they do look like dryer sheets after being dried in the dryer!! Quit making fun of me!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
I Guess Life is Better Without Pants
The doorbell rang and I went to the door to get it. It was the delivery man. I opened the door and he looked at me and then looked down at my feet where Noah came to stand. He then handed me the food and while I was fishing out the money from my pocket I hear a little voice say, "oh" and both the random delivery guy and I looked down to see Noah. Noah was standing there with his pants down around his ankles. smiling back up at us.
Dinner and a show. I'm sure the delivery guy will not forget our house any time soon.
Dinner and a show. I'm sure the delivery guy will not forget our house any time soon.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Noah the Climber
Noah
Noah is a little boy. While I don't remember me being a little boy and what that was like. I now understand why my parents took to drinking so heavily. (that was a joke. my parents don't drink...alcohol. However my mom has been known to knock back a keg of sweet tea now and again).
Noah is into everything. Not only into everything, but onto everything as well....
He has learned how to climb up into to his changing table. It will be quiet in his room and then we will hear him yelling. We go in and lo and behold Noah is on the changing table and wants us to get him down. 5 minutes later....same thing again and again and again.
He's learned how to climb up on the toilet so he can flush it, not because he can actually use the toilet, but just so he can feel and hear the sound of rushing water under his feet.
He's learned how to climb up the back of the loveseat, hop up on the back of it, and ride it like bull....until it throws him off onto his head.
And he is learning how to get his hands on the counter top in the kitchen and walk up the cabinet doors, which means soon he will have figured out some way, some how to get himself up on the counter top.
On a different note, Noah has stopped using most of his vocab. Everything is now MAMA!!!! at the top of his lungs. Me. B. the plate of food he is wanting. the guy half way down the street. It doesn't matter. I guess he thinks that if he just yells MAMA long and loud enough we will eventually figure out what he is saying. I think we should all follow Noah's lead and just choose our favorite word and only use it and yell it when we want or need something....
Noah is a little boy. While I don't remember me being a little boy and what that was like. I now understand why my parents took to drinking so heavily. (that was a joke. my parents don't drink...alcohol. However my mom has been known to knock back a keg of sweet tea now and again).
Noah is into everything. Not only into everything, but onto everything as well....
He has learned how to climb up into to his changing table. It will be quiet in his room and then we will hear him yelling. We go in and lo and behold Noah is on the changing table and wants us to get him down. 5 minutes later....same thing again and again and again.
He's learned how to climb up on the toilet so he can flush it, not because he can actually use the toilet, but just so he can feel and hear the sound of rushing water under his feet.
He's learned how to climb up the back of the loveseat, hop up on the back of it, and ride it like bull....until it throws him off onto his head.
And he is learning how to get his hands on the counter top in the kitchen and walk up the cabinet doors, which means soon he will have figured out some way, some how to get himself up on the counter top.
On a different note, Noah has stopped using most of his vocab. Everything is now MAMA!!!! at the top of his lungs. Me. B. the plate of food he is wanting. the guy half way down the street. It doesn't matter. I guess he thinks that if he just yells MAMA long and loud enough we will eventually figure out what he is saying. I think we should all follow Noah's lead and just choose our favorite word and only use it and yell it when we want or need something....
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Cross Countries Tour, UAE
After we cleared Saudi we headed into the United Arab Emirates to head up to Abu Dhabi and then hang a right until we crossed into Oman. We were glad to get to see more of the Emirates than just Dubai. Dubai for all the hype is okay....but seriously, if I wanted to live in a "modern city" and be surrounded by Westerners, why did I leave America??? However we did manage to drive up there and go through IKEA one day....which is awesome.
Sidenote: When you cross over the UAE border by car, they make you get your eyes scanned which can take forever when there are tons of people there.....trust us. AND your entry visa is free, BUT they charge you an exit fee........bummer.
On our way back through we cleared Emirati passport control and we at the last checkpoint before going into Saudi and the officer went through my passport and apparently the general that I waited and hour to see and get "stamped" out stamped out my family and my car but forgot to put a stamp in mine, so we had to drive back up to passport control and I had to get stamped out.....we were not happy, no sir. not happy at all.
But in the end, its not really the place as much as the people you get to hang out with while you are there, so it was good to get to hang out with our friends there and it was worth the long drive and the stupid eye scan
Sidenote: When you cross over the UAE border by car, they make you get your eyes scanned which can take forever when there are tons of people there.....trust us. AND your entry visa is free, BUT they charge you an exit fee........bummer.
On our way back through we cleared Emirati passport control and we at the last checkpoint before going into Saudi and the officer went through my passport and apparently the general that I waited and hour to see and get "stamped" out stamped out my family and my car but forgot to put a stamp in mine, so we had to drive back up to passport control and I had to get stamped out.....we were not happy, no sir. not happy at all.
But in the end, its not really the place as much as the people you get to hang out with while you are there, so it was good to get to hang out with our friends there and it was worth the long drive and the stupid eye scan
Welcome Y'all....or the Emirati Equivalent
Noah sitting on the bridge overlooking the river walk at Festival City in Dubai
Noah playing in a fountain at a really nice park close to Oman. Seriously, when you've got money, you can make it green if you want to.
Aww... the fam.
Aww... the fam.
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