Kickboxing, sir. The sport of the future!

So, you know what's completely awesome?
Having a friend like Bethany, actually.

You see, we were emailing back and forth about something or other one of these days, and she sent me this:
"Get in a good mood! How hard is it to just decide to get in a good mood, and then BE in a good mood?"
And then, right away, this:
"Uh, that was from Say Anything, in case you don't remember and think I'm just being bossy and sanctimonious."
To my shame, I had to admit that I didn't recognize that line, even though I liked that movie a lot. I told (typed, ha) Bethany: "I should own that movie!"
I decided to order it the next time I needed to add an item to an amazon order to qualify for free shipping.

Fast-forward to today, when the UPS man dropped off a little brown package for me. I racked my brain trying to remember what in the world I had ordered NOW... I couldn't remember ordering anything... hmmm...
I open the package, and in it find the Say Anything DVD. "Wow," I thought. "I really have no recollection of ordering this. Perhaps it's a new amazon feature where deciding to order something actually REALLY orders it for you!"
Then I actually looked at the packing slip that said "Yes, you really SHOULD own this movie! Happy birthday/Merry Christmas/Blessed Tuesday/Whatever. :-) Love, Bethany"
A much more reasonable explanation, and also a lot less freaky. :)
Thanks, Bethany! You're wonderful!

enjoy with caution

I found a really cool website today, but I'm positive not everyone is going to be as excited about it as I am. Don't say I didn't warn you!
It's a website with photos of one woman's cervix - one photo for every day of her cycle. If that grosses you out, don't follow the link. If not, here you go: beautiful cervix project
(Oh, and let's not be rude: I found this via A Doula Too.)

This boy of mine...

Teething is admittedly fun for none of us. Outside of teething, however, Noah is the most delightful little buddy I could ever have imagined. He is sweet and friendly and snuggely and makes me laugh all the time.
Noah just learned how to sit last week. He is so excited about sitting! Look:
The only time he's not in a sitting position is when he's sliding around the house on his belly. When I sit at the table eating my breakfast and doing my Bible reading (BTW, not entirely up to date on the yearly plan, but definitely doing much better than any other year I've tried this, i.e. every year since 2000), he scoots over to my chair to look at me. He usually ends up having to be rescued from under the chair because he gets stuck in the cross-bars down there; and even though he knows how to scoot backwards, he cannot free himself from the under-chair-jail.
This kid loves to giggle and laugh.

The other night, he giggled in his sleep, sending both of his parents into silent fits of laughter.

Yesterday, right after nursing, he poked my belly. When his fingers vanished in The Flab, he laughed. (Note to self: teach son that a woman's fat is not a laughing matter, hehe.

While Noah enjoys destroying the towers I dutifully build for him, his favorite game is peek-a-boo (or, in our house Kuckuck - da!). He gets seriously excited about seeing me peek out from behind the bathroom door, around the kitchen corner, or even from behind my hands. We're talking baby-belly-laugh excitement. It's adorable.

And of course, there are those tender moments in the dark, after I nurse him in the middle of the night. He snuggles his head into the space under my chin, lets out a big, contented sigh, says a faint "nanaaaaaaa" and goes to sleep, his body melting into mine.

How could I possibly ask for anything else?

Welcome to teething!

This has been my day. And my night. *sigh*