Here are my boys. Noah is teaching Luke the ways of the Wagon. Luke is not quite big enough to sit up on his own, much less in the wagon seat so Noah had to hold him for the picture. Right after this, he begged me to take Luke off him again. I was sweet while it lasted. Noah I think is realizing that Luke is a heavy brother.
We went outside to play after naps before the storm clouds rolled. It actually felt a little like fall. I will miss the fall season of NC but I remember all to well the fall of MS too. It smelled a little like cut grass, football, and with the wind blowing, (that humid southern air), well it felt like home. Noah went from the wagon, to the car, to the truck. We had fun for about 20 minutes when Noah decided that he wanted to go for a walk. I try not to do this by myself, #1 because Noah likes to take off running, #2 because I didn't have Baby bjorn to strap Luke to my chest, and #3 because it is hard ( I thank the Lord everyday I am not a single parent). Drew and I have discovered that if you let Noah pull the wagon he won't take off running. i.e. traffic and a 2 year old never meet. A plus for this Momma for sure.
So we go off with the wagon, me holding Luke, and the clouds rolling in. Not long after we start the walk, Noah decides that he wants to get in and have me pull the wagon.............WHAT!!!! At this I put my foot down. That would have been extremely hard, while holding my 13+ pounder. And about that moment, my hero, (Drew) drives down the street from work, just as it started to rain big ole fat drops. We quickly hop in, Drew throws the wagon in the back, I am in the passenger side with Luke (it is only one street over, so no car seat this time), and Noah hops in Daddy's lap to "DRIVE." He actually knew exactly what to do. He grabbed for the gear shifter, and put it in D (for Drive). Can we say SCARY??????????? He did okay steering. And kept pushing Drew's hands away saying "Noah drive."
Early this day, I was changing the sheets in Luke's crib, and Noah kept telling me that it was "Noah's bed." So I let him crawl up in and lay down for a minute. It was my sad little moment of remembering how big he has gotten and how it is going to fast.
(for family who knows, doesn't Noah look like William Brown in this pic??)
This kid is humongous. Or at least he looks that way, sticking his feet out. And check out the remnants of Noah teething on the left side of the crib.
