My Point of View

All Dressed Up with No Place to Go

Buddies

If you recall, John has lots of buddies who were born just about the same him he was...

John and Nathan (John is 2 weeks older)

John and Champ playing outside (John is 8 weeks older)

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

Today at church Noah made a little megaphone. All day, he carried it around yelling, "We love Jesus. Yes we do!" and "Go, Jesus!" It was funny, but he's loud enough without a megaphone.

Noah has developed this bad habit of taking forever to eat. He'll eat a little and then play with his fork or his napkin or whatever. He looks out the window...the list goes on. I've started setting the timer once he's had plenty of time to eat and he's just playing instead of eating. He doesn't like it. Today, on the way to the bathroom for the second time during lunch, I said I was going to set the timer when we got back and he needed to get finished up or he wouldn't have time to play before naptime. He said, "Relax."

8 Months

Well it's hard to believe yet another month has passed. John is now 8 months old! I feel like he was just born. How could he possibly be 8 months old!?!??!?!???!

He's not crawling or scooting, but he doesn't stay put either. He spins and rolls and gets where he wants to be. And sometimes he even gets himself "stuck" which I think is a little funny. (Does that make me a bad mother?)

He loves to eat. He still acts like I put poop in his mouth the first bite. Doesn't matter if it's something new or if he's had it 800 times before. By the third bite, he's usually okay with it.

And just when we were getting into a good sleep schedule...daylight savings! He was up at 4:45 this morning. I knew he be up early, but really...that was just too early. Once he had everyone up, he had a nap.

Candy Treating

This was Noah's first time to actually go "candy treating" (as he called it). Before we got all suited up and headed out, we had chili at our neighbor's house. It was really fun. We had decided we weren't going to take the boys to very many houses. Really, how much candy does a 2 year old need? (None is the answer to that question. Don't worry! He did get some.)

Noah is talking while we're trying to take the picture...a frequent occurrence. He comes by it naturally (Poppy!).

After we went to the first house, Noah wanted to open his piece of candy right away. After he got his candy at the second house, he said, "Let's go to another neighbor's house!" Didn't take long for him to figure it out.

Several of the neighbors called John Noah's sister. Really?

John is sporting the lion costume Noah wore. John barely fit into it. It was almost not long enough for him. (Noah would have been one week older than John when he wore it.)

Noah of course wasn't ready to go home when we said it was time. So we convinced him it would be fun to go home and pass out the candy. And, he got to eat one thing when he got home. He picked Nerds. He sat on the shag rug and ate (or dropped) them. There may still be Nerds in the rug. They were hard to spot.

John thought he would have some too.

Passing out the candy from the candy bowl.

Clarification...

It was suggested that perhaps I should clarify what Noah meant when he asked if the policeman had a spoon. In our house, the spoon is the spanking mechanism.

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

Scene: Mommy, Noah, John in the car at a red light.

Noah: GO!!!

Mommy: We have to wait until the light turns green. We have to obey the rules.

Noah: Or the policeman will pull us over.

Mommy: Right.

Noah: Does he have a spoon?