My little sister told me last night, she gets depressed everyday when she checks the blog and there are no new updates. So I'll appease her and update everything going on in the Sullivan world :)
*Aunt Holly came to Fayetteville to visit the week before Thanksgiving. She hadn't seen Noah since this summer and of course pictures and stories do not do justice to how big Noah's gotten. We had a good time highlighted by taking Noah to Dickson St. for the Lighting of the Ozarks Parade. Noah sat on my shoulders and pointed at all of the floats going by. He especially liked the humane society as they went by with about 100 doggies. He yelled "Da Da Da Da" the whole time (I would have spelled it "Do Do" but I didn't know how to make the 'o' soft). When we went to the square to see the lights he was distracted by that darned moon that seems to follow him wherever he goes. When we go outside at nighttime the first thing he does is look for the moon. If he can't find it he puts his arms up and says 'Aaaaaaaaa' Translation-where's the big shiny thing in the sky?
*Magga came in on the tail end of Holly's trip and then stayed a couple of extra days. She kept Noah home Monday and Tuesday and played with him. She went to bed each night before 9 so I think he wore her out. While she was here we had our first 'leave the restaurant' moment. On Monday night we saw a kid Noah's size sitting in a booster seat instead of a high chair. So on Tuesday night I had the brilliant idea to put him in a booster seat at AQ Chicken. Things started well enough but soon they progressed to a kid that wouldn't sit down at all. It didn't help that our waiter was slower than molasses in January. We then tried to migrate from the booster seat to a high chair. Well I guess the small taste of freedom was more than he could handle and a fit erupted. Then it continued. So I took him for a walk. When he stopped the fit we came back. He went into the chair fine but then we found out the fit didn't stop, it was merely delayed. Imagine a parade of elephants with small monkeys on their backs played the cymbals and you'd have had about the same spectacle. So I took Noah outside while Jenna and Magga got our food changed to To Go and we went home. The rest of her trip went great though.
*We went to Texarkana for Thanksgiving. Noah's great-aunt and uncle Ed and Judy came up from Austin with their son Jason (I'd try to figure out what cousin they are but the whole -once removed stuff confuses me). Great-aunt Margaret came from Dallas. Uncle Jared and soon-to-be Aunt Shantel came from Little Rock, and Noah's great-great-aunt came from Malvern. We had a really nice time with Noah wanting to play outside constantly despite the 40 degree rainy weather. We were nervous about his sleeping because with so many people there, his crib had to be in the room with us. The worry was unfounded though, because if anything he slept later because of us. I'd hear him wake up, talk to us a bit, and then lay back down and go back to sleep. I'd be remiss if I didn't mention Arkansas beating LSU on Friday. With the exception of the game lasting 5+ hours it was so much fun. Noah slept for most of it but about the fourth quarter I don't think Sleeping Beauty could have ignored our yelling. We went home on Sat which was perfect since we had a full day at home before returning to the grind.
*We were kind of Bah-Humbuggish since we didn't get our tree up until this past weekend and we still don't have a single gift under the tree. We're getting into the spirit though. We're trying to figure out when we're going to take Noah to see Santa.
*We threw a stock-the-party for our friends Greg and Jenny last Saturday night where Stabbing Goat had our first draft beer available to the public. I think it was a hit since only 6 of the Bud Lights were consumed before it floated. Greg's bachelor party was after the party so the guys departed and that's all I have to say about that.
*Sunday morning found the Sullivan family with a special honor. We were asked last week if we would light the Advent Wreath in the Sunday service at church. Noah wouldn't sit down before the service started so I stood with him on the side until we got to go to the altar. He did much better than at his baptism. Instead of trying to get down he turned to his Granda and Pops on the 2nd pew and waved while squealing. It was awfully cute. He ruined it at lunch though when we almost walked out of our 2nd restaurant.
I'll post more often, especially leading up to the holidays and Jenna's next surgery.
*Aunt Holly came to Fayetteville to visit the week before Thanksgiving. She hadn't seen Noah since this summer and of course pictures and stories do not do justice to how big Noah's gotten. We had a good time highlighted by taking Noah to Dickson St. for the Lighting of the Ozarks Parade. Noah sat on my shoulders and pointed at all of the floats going by. He especially liked the humane society as they went by with about 100 doggies. He yelled "Da Da Da Da" the whole time (I would have spelled it "Do Do" but I didn't know how to make the 'o' soft). When we went to the square to see the lights he was distracted by that darned moon that seems to follow him wherever he goes. When we go outside at nighttime the first thing he does is look for the moon. If he can't find it he puts his arms up and says 'Aaaaaaaaa' Translation-where's the big shiny thing in the sky?
*Magga came in on the tail end of Holly's trip and then stayed a couple of extra days. She kept Noah home Monday and Tuesday and played with him. She went to bed each night before 9 so I think he wore her out. While she was here we had our first 'leave the restaurant' moment. On Monday night we saw a kid Noah's size sitting in a booster seat instead of a high chair. So on Tuesday night I had the brilliant idea to put him in a booster seat at AQ Chicken. Things started well enough but soon they progressed to a kid that wouldn't sit down at all. It didn't help that our waiter was slower than molasses in January. We then tried to migrate from the booster seat to a high chair. Well I guess the small taste of freedom was more than he could handle and a fit erupted. Then it continued. So I took him for a walk. When he stopped the fit we came back. He went into the chair fine but then we found out the fit didn't stop, it was merely delayed. Imagine a parade of elephants with small monkeys on their backs played the cymbals and you'd have had about the same spectacle. So I took Noah outside while Jenna and Magga got our food changed to To Go and we went home. The rest of her trip went great though.
*We went to Texarkana for Thanksgiving. Noah's great-aunt and uncle Ed and Judy came up from Austin with their son Jason (I'd try to figure out what cousin they are but the whole -once removed stuff confuses me). Great-aunt Margaret came from Dallas. Uncle Jared and soon-to-be Aunt Shantel came from Little Rock, and Noah's great-great-aunt came from Malvern. We had a really nice time with Noah wanting to play outside constantly despite the 40 degree rainy weather. We were nervous about his sleeping because with so many people there, his crib had to be in the room with us. The worry was unfounded though, because if anything he slept later because of us. I'd hear him wake up, talk to us a bit, and then lay back down and go back to sleep. I'd be remiss if I didn't mention Arkansas beating LSU on Friday. With the exception of the game lasting 5+ hours it was so much fun. Noah slept for most of it but about the fourth quarter I don't think Sleeping Beauty could have ignored our yelling. We went home on Sat which was perfect since we had a full day at home before returning to the grind.
*We were kind of Bah-Humbuggish since we didn't get our tree up until this past weekend and we still don't have a single gift under the tree. We're getting into the spirit though. We're trying to figure out when we're going to take Noah to see Santa.
*We threw a stock-the-party for our friends Greg and Jenny last Saturday night where Stabbing Goat had our first draft beer available to the public. I think it was a hit since only 6 of the Bud Lights were consumed before it floated. Greg's bachelor party was after the party so the guys departed and that's all I have to say about that.
*Sunday morning found the Sullivan family with a special honor. We were asked last week if we would light the Advent Wreath in the Sunday service at church. Noah wouldn't sit down before the service started so I stood with him on the side until we got to go to the altar. He did much better than at his baptism. Instead of trying to get down he turned to his Granda and Pops on the 2nd pew and waved while squealing. It was awfully cute. He ruined it at lunch though when we almost walked out of our 2nd restaurant.
I'll post more often, especially leading up to the holidays and Jenna's next surgery.
