Bye Bye Billi
Can you believe it! I've been out of my mom's belly for 9 days! I've had a good life so far.
Monday we went back to my nice doctor. She said she would like it if I would wear my "Billi-Blanket" for one more day. (The blanket I wear to get rid of my jaundice) So I wore it for the rest of the day on Monday, and now I should be finished. I return to the doctor on Thursday just to ensure all is good. I'm sure it will be.
Dad & I watched the Colts get beat up on Monday night football. I'm only 9 days old, but it is already obvious to me that we need to work on our defense in the off-season. I'm sure Coach Mora will call me if he wants any good advice.
Tuesday we did lots of errands. Mom & Dad finished up some Christmas shopping, bought a Christmas tree, and developed some pictures of me. There were some good pictures of me playing some sports and other action shots. I might even have some visitors coming later tonight. I love visitors.
I know it seems like I can't even write an article unless I talk about my bowel movements, but. . . yesterday was yet another good one. Two words totally sum it up. . . PROJECTILE POOP. I was lying on the counter above the dishwasher again, Mom was changing my diaper, and Dad was getting diaper supplies from the other room. Mom said, "Good Noah, we have a little poopy." Then, as she was taking off the old diaper, I pushed as hard as I could. My dad said he was going to call Guinness because part of my poopy went 7 FEET across the kitchen floor! (Yes, he measured) I heard my mom tell my dad later that he was NEVER to change my diaper in a room with carpet!
Since Mom and Dad bought the Christmas tree today, they are now decorating the house for Christmas. My Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents, Great-Grandparents, and cousin are coming in for Christmas. It is going to be FUN, FUN, FUN! Then, on December 29, at 5:30 mass at St. Alphonsus (in Zionsville), I am going to be baptized.
I can't wait to see what Santa brings me for Christmas! (In only 2 weeks)
I'll write more articles soon!
Noah