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Noah has, since I posted last, learned to swim, ride a bicycle without training wheels, write, read, count by 5s, do simple multiplication, and rollerblade. I'm astonished by him every minute of every day. Also, his first trip to the dentist was a blast -- he's in the "no cavity club" and has two slightly every so slightly wiggly lower front teeth.

Such a big man. Thank heavens he still likes to snuggle his Mama.

My boy is a kindergartener.

I'm just saying. How did that happen? He's so clever, too...

"Mom, why did the chicken cross the road?"

We worked through this one. He wouldn't tell me; I had to guess. I made guesses. "To get his keys out of the freezer." No! "To buy shoelaces?" No! This went on for some time. Finally he acquiesced to tell me: "To get to the other side." Ba-ding!

Then a few quiet moments later, he says: "Mom, why did the chicken go into the farmhouse?"

"Why, honey?"

"To get his keys out of the freezer!"

Clever, clever, clever. Nice work. So proud.

Stage debut

Noah is having his stage debut in a 5- and 6-year-old production of The Rainbow Fish. Such a proud and nervous Mama!

Testing remote blogging

Well, now I'm a cow with an iPhone. Checking out an app for posting to blog from phone.

Well, another milestone achieved.

Son tonight uttered the pivotal words:

Mom! You're such an embarrassment!

He also hit me with this doozie:

If you don't come help me right now, you're out of a job.

So much for Mommy's most favored nation status....

The joke of the day, Noah-style

Him: "Hey, Mom, you know how to make an elephant float?"

Me (gullibly): "No, honey, how?"

Him: "You take one scoop of ice cream, two squirts of soda, and three scoops of elephant!"

Dissolves into hysterical laughter

At his 5-year-old checkup, the doctor commented that he had a very well developed sense of humor. She had NO IDEA. God, I love this kid.

I taught my son the interrupting cow joke.

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Interrupting cow.

Interrupting cow wh...

MOOO!

Okay, it's stupid, but it's my favorite knock-knock joke. So I taught it to my 5-y-o. It took two days to get the timing right, but he's been very creative with it since then. Interrupting cow. Interrupting goat. Interrupting sheep. Interrupting dog. Interrupting chicken. Interrupting rooster.

Yesterday morning, he climbed into bed with us in the morning. "Knock knock!" Who can resist? "Who's there?" "Interrupting tushie!" Interrupting tush..."

FART!

He actually timed it so that he farted to interrupt me responding to the knock-knock joke. I can't decide whether to be insanely proud or horrified.