Outside

As Noah grows, I’m trying to remember to take pictures of the everyday things that define his life as of right now.  The mundane things that he loves.  The little things that I might forget about as he get older.

Noah LOVES being outside.  He’ll beg to go.  He’ll bring me his shoes.  He’ll point to his jacket.  He’ll stand at the window on his tippy-toes pointing and signing “please.”  When we get outside there are all kinds of things that he likes to do, but swinging and riding his car down the driveway are two of them.  Here’s what I mean by riding his car down the driveway…  There’s a little ramp down from our carport to the rest of the driveway.  One of us (or Andrew if he’s in town, as he was yesterday) will will stand on the carport and give Noah a little 1… 2… 3…  and then push him down the ramp to go flying down the driveway towards the other one of us.  It’s super fun.  Kinda makes me wish I could fit in that little car and give it a whirl.  It can also be accomplished with just one adult, but then you have to push him and then run behind to keep him from driving on out into the street or crashing off the side of the driveway into the grass.  Here he is in action:

After our fun in the driveway, Andrew snagged the camera and got a few pictures of Noah wandering around the yard.  When he does this, it’s important to him that he touch every. single. bush.  (I’m worrying that we may be raising a little Monk here.  More on that later…)  But how about Andrew’s mad photography skilz, what?

Did I mention that Reese joined us for some fun as well?  Jake’s mom was keeping him for the day, and they came over for a visit.  He’s not nearly as impressed with the car.

I feel like he’s saying, “Really?  This is all it does?  No lights?  No music?  Come on, guys…”  :-)  He is a little cutie, though, isn’t he?