Ish Ish, Isaiah says fish

Isaiah, well Noah too, loves animals and fish and bugs, bugs, bugs. We visited Sara and Gene and Isaiah and Noah were so excited about the coy pond. Gene let Noah feed the fish and she asked for the rest of the evening to feed them again and again. By the end of the night, the pond was full of fish food pellets floating at the surface ignored by the full and tired fish. There were also a few cats that drew their attention and were chased through the yard and into neighbor's yards.

Noah knows aviation

Book of Eli is shooting in New Mexico and Broderick has been back and forth to New Mexico a lot. Last week we traveled with him to spend the week in New Mexico. Noah has always been good on a plane, even in infancy – and we happen to be travel often. Usually she has her DVD player and that keeps her, oh-so occupied. This time, though, she sat with her dad across the isle for a big part of the flight and they talked and she looked out the window and explained how the plane works. While the flight attendant was doing her “in case of emergency” schpeal Noah said, “Daddy if there’s a problem with the plane these things will drop down and we use them to breathe. If the plane bumps into something.” She went on to tell him, “I know this stuff because I’m smart.” She also explained that the clouds are soft and the plane can fly through them without any problem. She also knows what to do at security check – she doesn’t have to be asked to take her shoes off and will immediately help (or forces, rather) Isaiah with his shoes.

This picture was taken one afternoon when we walked around Sante Fe (one of my least favorite places in NM.) Lots of overpriced art, and liberal people (which is wonderful) but mostly it's about shopping and waiting an hour for a table at a restaurant. I can do that in LA.

Calling Nana & Papa

Since they can't (WON'T) share a phone they each get one of the phones and put it on speakerphone so they can walk around the house and talk to nana.

Tinkle Tinkle Lil' Sta'

Isaiah will be 2 years old in 2 months. He is, still, delightful. He sings to me or to Noah or to himself when he's trying to fall asleep. He loves brushing his teeth, or rather sucking the tooth paste off his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle circulating toothbrush. He loves to flush the toilet and wash his hands. If he's missing, chances are he's in our bathroom turning the tub water on and off saying, "AGUA! AGUA!" He's learning to say, Noah instead of "Who-ah." Which makes me a little sad. He does get awful demanding of me at dinner time and will pull me and push me to get me where he wants me to be which is usually sitting with him to play dominos or Cooties. He doesn't eat much for dinner, but loves his vitamin and can be trusted with two vitamins to give one to Noah. He also says vitamin. He says moon, he says a lot of things. Noah would never repeat words if you asked her or if you didn't. You can get Isaiah to kiss and hug most anyone and say most anything even if he's missing a few sylabols.

Noah the beauty

Last night Delmy came over and braided Noah's hair. I forget the details of her beauty when her hair is pulled back tightly. Her hair attracts so much of your attention. It's so wild and unique and never brushed that you forget to look at the rest of her face, well I do. And today when her hair was pulled tightly back I got to see, in full view, her beautiful long neck. And when she smiles her pointy chin gets even pointer. I see her cheek bones and her long, curly eyelashes. She's so tall these days, and her legs long and thin. Noah told me today, I'm growing up, but i still have some growing to do."