Adjusting to Baby

From the journal of Noah: What a week its been for me. First I am majorly traumatized by being forced to sit on the lap of this guy named Santa. I remind mom daily that I was not happy about this. "No Santa. Santa bye bye." Hope she got the message. Then mom and dad disappeared for a few days. Must have been due to the economy because I told Grandma the whole time they were gone, "Mommy and Daddy at work." Then they came home but they brought home this new little person with them that appears to be staying. This has only made me upset a few times, like the time above when mom tried to force the little person to sit on my lap. Didn't she learn her lesson with Santa? But mom and dad keep saying I have been such a big boy. Like last night when they put me to bed I asked daddy for a kiss, then mommy for a kiss, and then asked "baby kiss." This made dad smile and mom cry. But moms been funny like that lately. When the baby cries I laugh and say "baby is funny." But he doesn't cry very often. Today I gave baby one of my cars to play with. He just kind of just sat there and stared at me so I took it back. But I guess this is ok because mom got all weepy again. Hope she is going to be ok. Anyway, the best part of all of this is that dad, my favorite person in the whole world, has been home all day every day. And I am loving this. I make sure he plays with me 24 hours a day. If he has to go to the bathroom, me and the trains come too. That pretty much sums up my week. Hope you all get to meet my new baby soon. I think I'm going to let him stay around for awhile.