Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The most beautiful boy lives in my house


I gave birth to the most beautiful boy. He's got the most beautiful smile and makes the most beautiful sound when he laughs. His hair is the most beautiful golden hair I've ever seen. His toes are still the most beautiful boy toes to ever get stuck up my nose. He says his words in the most beautiful way. He throws his toys with his beautiful skinny arms and swats his sister with his beautiful chubby hands. He kisses me with his beautiful lips and sleeps curled up or sprawled out like a beautiful little peaceful, snorting lamb. He runs with a beautiful little short leg wobble. He sings his beautiful Twinkle, Twinkle and screams with his beautiful cries for La Bamba. His skin, his nose, his ears, his eyelashes... all beautiful.

What's Noah up to?



She's up to a lot, always. She's into everything, asks about everything and wants to have and do everything. She's up to picking her nose and eating it. She's up to getting up in the middle of the night and coming in bed with us to cuddle. She's up to tap and ballet and practicing her performance of "Hard Knock Life." She's up to watching cartoons in Chinese on Youtube. She's up to missing her daddy when he's gone. She's up to rollerskating (previously pronounced roller-skapping) with the helmet and knee pads Nana & Papa gave her for Christmas. She's up to telling me she's bored, something she picked up from a friend's daughter (which I don't like one bit.) She's up to requesting "The Ring Song" (Beyonce's Single Ladies.) She's up to sneaking out of her bed and reading books in her closet. She's up telling Isaiah and everyone else what to do. She's up to wearing her hair "wild." She's up to being tall enough to ride Splash Mountain and telling you about it. She's up to puzzles, drawing, painting, dancing, hiding, running, talking, talking and talking. She's up to too much to tell it all.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

The BIG DAY - Obama takes over





Spike Lee is a JERK


As is Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher, I don't care enough about them to see if I spelled their names right. Oh, and Demi looks every bit 45. I wouldn't say this had they not been jerks - but they were. Where was Lee on Essence's List... definitely wasn't #3!!!

Manifesting Hope - Georgetown



Sheppard Farley had a show at a gallery in Georgetown. The show was a collection of peices from artists from all over the counry. All the work was inspired by Obama's movement of change fueled by hope. It was nothing less than amazing. I bought a piece for Broderick, which I didn't show because he's getting it on his birthday at the end of Feb. We also got to meet some of the artists and get signed postcards.

Inauguration Week - Sunday - We Are One concert






I thought this was more amazing then the actual Inauguration. Bono gave a shout out to the Palestians, at least somebody cares. Mary J. Blidge looked amazing. Gartha Brooks (who knew) rocked it! DC was alive!!

Neighborhood Ball


My janky camera is broke so the majority of my DC - inauguration pictures are blurry. Plus, all my pictures of Obama are from afar so I'm waiting for someone to publish a book on the week's events. The Balls were pretty dang boring, but I admit, living in LA has spoiled me. We attended the Illinois State Society Ball along with 7,000 other hot sweaty people - they had bags of free Kraft products and tractors to pose by. Needless to say, we didn't stay long. As soon as we were able to drive up the building and I wasn't given a pat down, I knew the Obama wouldn't be attending. That ball was the night before the Inauguration. The Neighborhood Ball was the one they televised and was AMAZING. A bunch of folks performed and Beyonce sang, "At Last" as the Obamas danced the first dance of the evening (or one of the first.) We finished with the Mid-Atlantic Ball and I think The Grateful Dead was performing, I was almost dead with boredom and fatigue by tha point. We did meet Cory Booker and made plans to help him out in LA. We waited for the Obamas to dance and saw Barack hold Michelle up and dance for a few minutes and leave - they looked exhausted. I will skip the balls next time, unless they have something like the Neighborhood Ball.