The doctor says the baby has "a lot of hair."

See it? The white whispy stuff?

Potty Training and a Visit from Cousin Jeff

Some recent pictures.

For a few weeks now, we have been potty training Noah, and he's gotten really good. I don't have time to get into all the drama (perhaps Carin can fill in the details at a later time), but here are some pictures. First, here is Noah throwing away his diapers on the first morning. He is very proud of himself that he is in big boy underwear 100% of the time now.

One of the struggles we've had during this potty training process, is that Noah has been more difficult to put to bed. We've had a few nights where he has protested to the point where he's fallen asleep on the floor by the door to his room, leading to the following two photos.

But, oh, when he does fall asleep in his bed the right way...'tis a thing of cuteness.

(and this is happening much more regularly again now)

A few more recent pictures. These are from cousin Jeff's visit a couple weeks ago.

California Road Trip

Recently, we went on our first just-the-three-of-us family road trip, driving Route 1 up the coast to Carmel and then San Francisco. I've been delayed in posting the pictures, but here they are (a slightly expanded version of what I posted on Facebook).

Day 1: Noah was a delight for our longest driving day--and he didn't even really nap. For the first couple hours, Noah was wonderfully distracted by his new water bottle (just like Mommy and Daddy's!), and he spent most of his morning playing with it and singing (sometimes at the same time). At one point, he made up a song: "I love myyyyyyyyy WATER BOTTLE! I love myyyyyyyyy WATER BOTTLE!"

 

Watching elephant seals.

More pictures from the drive up the coast.

5:40pm. Noah FINALLY closes his eyes. Carin and I high five in the front seat. 90 seconds later, he vomits himself awake. Fortunately, he chose a pretty spot. We pulled over at this lovely vista.

Another pretty vista.

Noah was so exhausted by the time we reached our destination, that he was out before we could put pajamas on.

At the Monterey Bay Aquarium. 

Noah touches starfish and related seafolk.

We stayed with our friends' Heather and Justin at Mackillie Farm, their picture perfect paradise in Carmel Valley (named after their kids, Mack and Millie). They bought this land a couple of years ago, and built their dream house on it, along with a small farm, and a big red barn that houses Justin's antique car collection (and our guest suite).

The chicken coup. Every time Noah passed by and heard the rooster crowing, he shouted, "It's okay, chickens! Chickens, it's okay!"

Carin, Noah, and Heather in her beautiful house.

Noah holds a baby chick.

I love this picture.

Some pictures of us and our amazing hosts, Heather and Justin (and Benjy the dog), in and around the big barn where Justin houses his antique car and firetruck collection.

Trip to Point Lobos.

Noah helps with luggage as we arrive in San Francisco.

Oceanfront dining with my buddy in Sausalito.

Noah has started (totally on his own) to play copycat. Whenever he catches one of us leaning our face on our hand, he imitates us. It is kind of hilarious.

In Sausalito.

Daddy's dark chocolate Ghirardelli awesomeness.

Noah demolishes his Ghirardelli ice cream sundae in the following photos. This was terrific to watch.

By the shore with my pregnant wife (6.5 months).

Noah contemplates a bubble blowing Eeyore by the shore.