Hay is for Horses

That's my new favorite phrase. I learned it from school. See? You can learn a lot from school. School (aka Ashley's house) was on a 2 week break, so Gramma, El Grande & Holly came up from the south and we drove to the mountains. Summer in Tahoe is fun. You can ride ponies. I rode Cherise and felt the wind in my velvet hat and a skip in my saddle. Although the ride was so wiggly, I let dad take me around the trail twice.

Handsome Hair

Despite my dad's heroic efforts to cut my hair, we let a 'pro' do his magic. It wasn't quite the shorn-look that mamma wanted, but I am gracefully brutish anyhow.

Pretty in Pink

Kaley's got this colorrific new Barbie-Pink cast on her foot from the hospital. I'd like to say that she shattered her ankle in a gravity-defying leap from an oak tree in the back, like a howler monkey, but the explanation is much more mundane than that. Now she can really kick butt. Har, har.

Bigger boy, bigger bed

So I'm home 'sick' on Friday and this new bed arrives in my room. I guess I'm cool with it.
My dreams are getting so big that my head hurts now.



My room is feeling a bit cluttered and I feel psychologically robbed. Maybe Oprah can help.


BTW, this lamp belonged to my Uncle Matthew when he was a kid. It ticks me off that the li'l lamp lad is allowed to suck his thumb freely, all-day, all-the-time. I can't wait til I get my own apartment.

City Sizzle

This is Kid Power Park. Power to the little people!

Too cute to comprehend

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I can't even begin to explain what was going on here with Cami and me.

Lazy days of April

It's hot. Let's inflate a big hunk o' plastic and invite some cousins to cool thare dogs!

Kaley was doing her own sort of floating inside. She has such delicate, fair skin.

Blondes have more fun

And so do I when I get to party on the BART train with this gorgeous posse. Neighbor Cate was looking like a baby bachelorette with her birthday crown and bubbly grins. We rode into the city and had kicks at the Ferry Building. Sassy Sasha came along for the ride, too. Luckily there was enough of The Noa to keep the ladies happy. Happy 3rd Birthday Cate!

Parting with the Poof

For the first five months of her life, Kaley had a magnificent Poof. I won't reveal if it was natural, or the result of hours of teasing and heating, but whatever it was, we all loved it. Au voir lovely levitating locks!

Gong Xi Fa Choi!

What better way to celebrate like good Chinese (or half-Chinese) children than to eat! And we love to eat. Kaley got her first taste of solids today. Mamma gave her some hippy rice cereal. I have developed a much more refined palette. I love to gobble up Pesto!

Kaley has this fancy new marshmallow-like seat that they must have gotten from a Smurf garage sale. Man, she gets all the cool stuff.

Four months ago....

I was an only child. A very happy only child. But now I am a very happy big brother to Kaley. I think she's cute. And has magnficent hair.



Thanks to our Singapore pals Jerm and Soo Hui for the hand-crafted teddy bears. We will be sending them to the CPSC, however, for further inspection.

Ow! I feel good!

Baby, it's been a long time away from the bloglands, but I've been a very busy Noa... my little sister Kaley was born back in Sept, went to Tahoe for funtastic Thanksgiving at Gemma's cool Donner rumpus house , LA for sunny Holidays (where else can you poop on a COW?), and now I am Pee-Oh-Tee-tee-Why Trained!

Here's me in my cool James Blue shirt that Steve Yee got me last year. I don't know why my mom keeps calling this shirt Brown.... duh.

It's a penguin.... it's a garbage truck....

It's Super Potty Trained Boy!

Now that I'm all big and grownd up, I don't wear footy pjs anymore. You know, I need that easy-access. Gramma got me this caped wonder so I'm flying high in my crib now.

I am in Love

Dear Baby Kaley. Thank you for becoming my little sister today. I hope you're never smarter than me. Love, Noa

Today, I am Two

I still have so many more things to learn about the world around me.
Like where Thomas the Train comes from. I am 28 pounds and an inch shy of 3-feet grandeur. Ruling the world will probably come easy to me.

Breakfast Bedhead

My A-gong has been visiting me from L.A. since daycare is closed for 2 weeks and Ma has to work. He's from the old country where the day starts early. *Yawn* I think even the roosters are still sleeping.

Aloha ya'll!

We Carter flew to Waikiki for Jennifer and Christian's big wedding at the classic Moana Surfrider hotel. I was kind to my parents and didn't do anything too randy on the airplane, except for the fork incident, but I don't the Teen pageant girl and her family behind us didn't get as uppity as Daddy did.

Some of the highlights of this trip: Swimming with all my cousins, Uncles, & Aunts, crashing out on Grandma's bed (who needs a crib anyhow?), crashing breakfast at the IHOP across the street and eating a lemon, experiencing the Massage chairs at our hotel - The Wyland Waikiki, checking out the wedding bling w/ Uncle Christian (now I know why he needed my Cash before), and giving the clueless groom some enlightenment before the ceremony.

The Blues

One small eating step for man...

So now that I can hold and spoon/fork with out poking out my eye and drink from a cup without dribbling most of it down my double chin, don't I deserve table service like the rest of mankind? Ba-bye high chair.