We came home after being out with my sister and her husband on Friday night. I told Noah to bring me his pajamas and a diaper so that we could get him ready for bed, and apparently I wasn't moving quickly enough for him. Before I realized what he was doing, he had taken matters into his own hands.
Monday, June 09, 2008
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Ok I just laughed until I cried. That is so great especially the victory dance. Way to go Noah!!!
You might want to try potty training now that he can appreciate the effort you put forth in diapering him!! lol
I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. I'm so glad I was there to witness all of it. He's such a fun boy... I had forgotten all about the "helmet." Oh my gosh, I'm cracking up again!
I love how you guys are totally just chillin' kicking back watching him! hilarious!!!
I've decided that "Chillin'" is the best approach with Noah. It's either that or freaking out and quite frankly, I'm getting too old to be freaking out all the time. Most of what he does is pretty harmless, so I try to just sit back and enjoy the show as much as possible.
You guys need to come out and teach Paul how to do that! It would really help me out! Or you could come for fun, whenever! We have about 10 different Haitian restaurants if you want to relive that experience.
HOW CUTE!! He is absolutely adorable and so determined!!
Oh my goodness! How cute is he? I love it. Noah is so big and so smart! Helmet? That's hysterical.
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