Ground Control to Major Noah

We went to the New York Hall of Science today.  In this picture we didn’t even have to tell Noah to look like a space cadet. I’m pretty sure he’s thinking, “I’m going to have to remove my curly hair helmet before putting on this space helmet.”

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A trip to the other side of the world

When we went to Israel, we tried to explain to Noah just how far we were traveling.  We had to start with something he understood.  We told him he was flying to “the other side of the world.”  He seemed to understand.  A few weeks later, out of nowhere, he asked us, “Next time, can we go on a trip to somewhere that’s in the middle of the world?  It’s a shorter trip.”

My Brave Little Native American

Brave Mattress Headdress
Noah's Headdress for his pow-wow

In honor of Thanksgiving, Noah had a Pow-wow in school.  In the weeks leading up to the event, they learned about native americans and picked for themselves, native american names.  Of course Noah, being Noah chose this name for himself.  Yes, that does say, “Brave Mattress.”  We have no idea what it means, but he is very proud of it.

Boy Genius

Noah Darwin Bessler playing Rush Hour
Noah Darwin Bessler playing Rush Hour

Noah loves puzzles.  He got that from me and from Marni.  He never gives up either.  His favorite game is Rush Hour which he is playing in this picture.  It’s a great game.  The Junior edition which is what we have is designed for kids 6 to 8 but he does just fine.  He loves setting up the board as well as solving it.  He works through the cards in order from easy to hard.  We’ve seen him get up to 11 or 12 so far, but he gets further every day.

Noah’s Grilled Cheesemobile

 

Yesterday, Marni and I were eating at a restaurant and Noah ordered a grilled cheese. He ate one half with gusto, and then took two bites out of the other. He noticed it looked like a car, and began driving it around the table. Just to be sure, we asked him where the wheels were, and he pointed plainly to the two bite marks. After a few minutes of driving around the table, he got tired, so “parked the car” between two soda glasses, and then went back to his coloring book.

Noah's grilled cheese-mobile
Noah's grilled cheese-mobile
Parked grilled cheese-mobile
Parked grilled cheese-mobile

Baby Comes Home

Baby Boy Bessler
Baby Boy Bessler

Well we have a name, but you’ll have to wait until after the bris to hear it. We just got home from the hospital and are on pet patrol making sure none of the hairy kids climbs into the bed with the new hairy kid. We’re not too worried about Simon, because he can’t find his way out the door for a walk. It’s Lucy we’re worried about. But seriously, what self-respecting cat wastes her time with an infant. Honestly, it’s beneath her. Simon seems a bit jealous, but aside from a sniff here and there, and licking the baby’s toes, Simon just sits on the bed or couch next to him. Lucy acts as if she doesn’t even know he’s there.