Just got home from a wonderful Mother's Day dinner at my parents' house - they had most of my Mom's side of the family over and it was great to see everyone. Noah was quite shy, but still the little star of the show. He was walking all over the place, generally with one of several goals: chasing me, seeking food, or avoiding my bearded cousins. The facial hair really through him for a loop, along with the unfamiliar house and loud adult chatter. He's still quite shaky on his feet, but that generally doesn't stop him - when he falls, he is still far more likely to laugh than whine or cry. His favorite part of the meal tonight was definitely the chocolate cake that they had for my sister's birthday (joint Mother's Day, her birthday celebration). He housed a huge piece along with some Oreo-cookie ice cream. Shortly after the cake, and right before we left to head home, he was playing with toys while on a huge sugar high - it was quite entertaining as things were flying all over the house! The plus side is that he crashed just about as we got home, so he went to bed quite easily, despite the change-up in routine.
We did a short, charity run/walk this morning that benefited Children's Hospital and was in honor of a Wellesley High School student who had been killed in a skiing accident this past winter. A terrible tragedy, though it was nice event and several hundred people came out to participate along with a few local sponsors. It was a mile walk - we intentionally started at the back of the pack. Noah had been getting really antsy waiting for things to start as we had him in his stroller and he wanted out. Once the race started, we pulled him out and the three of us and my Dad hit the course. Apparently there was a little prize money for the top 3 finishers, so many took the run part seriously. It was only a mile, down the street and back. Literally, 200 hundred yards into the race for us, the winner came cruising back by us! Susan and I looked at each other and scooped Noah into the stroller and picked up the pace - we were last by several hundred yards at that point and didn't really want to be "those people". Fortunately for us, about 10 minutes later we were able to catch and pass a couple of middle-aged ladies who were having a great time chatting and pushing an infant in a stroller themselves. As we got back to within 200 hundred yards of the finish line (and comfortably ahead of those two ladies) we pulled Noah back out of the stroller and all crossed the finish line together in just under 22 minutes! It was a nice way to start Mother's Day - and we had a great time throughout. Susan is now passed out on the couch next to me - I guess her sugar high has worn off too!
Happy Mother's Day to all - and particularly to my wonderful wife, mother and mother-in-law!
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