And on the Noah news front...he is now walking. We, of course, have the walking along with the falling but he's getting better. He's coming up on a year old and suddenly I have memories coming back to me of when he would just eat, poop and sleep. Those memories come back to me while I'm chasing him around like a crazy woman.

And a couple more photos just because it's been so long. If you look closely you can see he has some more hair coming in on that bald head of his.

Such a sweet face and yet you know he is up to something.



















