Happy Birthday, Daddy!

Greg's birthday was on the 3rd. Noah made a card all by himself for his daddy. He also helped him open his present. (The card Noah made is sitting on the counter in front of the present.)

Daddy and Noah (Noah just got up)

Noah and Daddy reading the card from Mommy. It had sound...

...and scared him.

Noah and I planned a little surprise for daddy that night. We had some of our friends meet us at one of daddy's favorite restaurants. I forgot the camera... I can only remember so much. But we had fun.

I may have neglected to tell one of Noah's birthday stories in the last post. (By may have, I mean I did.) The day after his party, we had decided we weren't going to go out to eat after church. Once we got to church, we changed our minds. So, we're sitting at lunch and I look over. Noah is hanging over the side of the highchair. I thought he was playing. I said sit up and lifted his head. I couldn't really see his face, but Greg said his eyes were closed. For a brief second, we all panicked thinking he had chocked and we didn't notice. Turns out he had just fallen asleep. He was tuckered out from his party. He partied until he dropped.