Noah's Friend

Noah loves his little friend from down the street.  They are just a couple of weeks apart in age.  She's a pretty tough little gal, so she can handle all of Noah's hugging/tackling.  Noah likes to share and hug right now.  Let's hope that lasts a while.

What I say all day...

"Noah, you can look, but don't eat that."

"Noah, open.  Open your mouth. What is in your mouth?"

"Noah, spit that out.  We don't eat [mulch, lent, hair, spit up].  It's yucky."

"Noah, please eat your food." 

"Noah, do not throw your food."

"Noah, do not throw your cup."

"Delicious birthday card!  Thanks, Grandma and Grandpa Haynes!"

Anyone see the irony?

Testing, testing

Is this thing working? Just trying it out!

Singing

As I was getting Noah ready for bed last night, I was singing to him "Jesus, Oh Jesus, Do You Know Him Today?" and -- while watching me very closely -- he began singing his babble-talk with me in such focus and earnestness.  Somehow, my heart both melted and wanted to laugh out loud.  But we just kept singing together. That boy.