And stuff and stuff and stuff

With a break in the snow yesterday, Noah and I hopped on the 4-wheeler and went for a ride around the neighborhood. We even ventured into the field behind our house which probably wasn't the wisest course considering our 4-wheeler isn't all that high-powered, and the snow was pretty deep. We did manage to get stuck, but with a little teamwork, we also managed to get ourselves unstuck. I pushed while Noah gave it some gas, and before too long we were rolling again. I was a little concerned that while I was pushing and Noah was hitting the throttle he would just take off and leave me standing there to watch him crash, but fortunately that didn't happen. He loved flying around the corners and the cold air in his face didn't seem to bother him a bit.

After we got home, I handed him a shovel and put him to work. He's been here for over a year now and it's high time he started earning his keep.





Okay, as I was posting these photos, Noah (who is coloring beside me) stood up and looked at them. He said (and this is almost as exact quote because it JUST now happened): "Ohhhh lookie that! I was playing in the snow, and with the shovel, and I pee'd my pants and my underwear, and you got mad, and we came in the house, and I pee'd on the toilet, and I laid on my bed, and stuff and stuff and stuff."

Just so you know, the stuff and stuff and stuff did NOT include me yelling at him.