The Little Men and a Princess: Fun with Food

Last time, I mentioned Noah climbing over the rung of the bar stool instead of going around. He's stopped doing it, but I did manage to catch a picture of it.

It's funny how Noah has characteristics of different family members. He talks a lot, like me; he always has to be moving and doing something, like his daddy; and he squints every time I get out the camera, like his Poppy.

Noah is super messy when he eats... Which is what I was trying to demonstrate when I took the above picture. In the below picture, notice he's storing some for later under his chin AND, he has food smeared all over his face (including his eye and forehead).

He loves just about anything I feed him. His favorites are mac and cheese and grapes. I feel like I feed him the sames things all the time, but he doesn't seem to mind.

There is something very out of place in this next picture. Can you spot it? (I'll give you a hint... It's not the bean on his face.)

Here's Noah in his Peanut Shell. He loves to ride in it. When he used to ride in it, you couldn't see him... He's getting so big.

This past Sunday was Noah's first Super Bowl. He got to eat his dinner in front of the television with everyone else. He thought he was big stuff!

We had one family over to watch the game, our skiing buddies, the Kohlbeckers. About thirty minutes before they got here, Greg decided to light a fire. It was the first one we've had all year. I kept saying to Greg it was very stinky. A few minutes later, the smoke detector went off... The flue had been open all winter (and probably all summer too) and Greg had closed it before he lit the fire. Talk about inefficient heating. And, not to worry, we cleared the smoke out. Luckily, there was a heat wave on Sunday. It was in the 40s, so we opened the windows for a while.

We only got one picture of Noah with his buddy Luke during the Super Bowl. Noah was a little upset because he had to go to bed. Poor boy never gets to stay up past his bedtime.