You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

While eating lunch one day, I asked Noah if it was good. He looked at me and said, "Of course it is."


This morning, I was taking a shower and Noah came running in and said, "Be sure you wash your armpits good, mommy."

We pulled into the Starbuck's parking lot over the weekend. As we were pulling up to the drive-thru line, Noah says, "I want a decaf, non-fat, no whip, white mocha." (Okay, so I have a coffee addiction...)

When Noah uses the restroom in public, I try to get him to keep his hands on his head so he's not touching everything. Easier said than done, right? He always wants to flush the toilet, so I let him use his foot. Now he flushes the toilet at home with his foot.

When Noah was first born, our good friends gave us this motorized motorcycle that had been their son's. The charger they gave us turned out to be the wrong charger. My friend told Noah a few months ago I needed to Google it to see if I could find another charger. So, a few weeks ago, Greg went to Europe for work. He had to buy a phone to use while he was there. He brought it home for Noah to play with. The battery eventually ran out and we couldn't recharge it because the charger doesn't fit in the US outlets. Noah kept saying I needed to charge it up for him. We went round and round. He finally said, "Mommy, can you Google it?"

Everytime I take a picture of anything, Noah wants to see. He always says, "Awwww! That's sweet."

Tonight we were eating dinner. Noah was eating corn on the cob. He had a huge mouthful and said (almost as if he was just saying it to himself), "This is delicious."