Noah stayed home sick a few days a couple weeks ago - he came home with a 102.5 fever. Dr. David said he also had an ear infection. Had a couple up-and-down days, where he was in a pretty good mood for a few hours, then he started getting really quiet and just sat right next to me, staring at me but not really looking at anything. He looked so pitiful and sad . . . think we both felt awful!
Getting out all the movies on the first day home
He would have been OK to go back to daycare Friday, but Carol called Thursday night to ask how Noah was feeling and said at least six of the eight kids had gone home sick by Thursday. Decided Noah would just call it a week!
Aunt Kelly had Thursday off, so she stayed with Noah that day, and Grandma Pat had Abe Lincoln's birthday off and stayed with Noah then. She brought along the boots/slippers Papa found for Noah. He loves them! "Papa buy mine soos!" Yep, Papa bought you new shoes.
Had a great weekend - Kristi came to spend the night Friday night! Didn't do too much the rest of the weekend, which is nice sometimes! Noah's talking up a storm lately - love hearing about the things in his head. The last couple nights he's been giggling so hard about "teve" and "puppy." It took me several minutes to figure out he was talking about Dave's uncle, Steve, who pretends to be a puppy for the little kids. All you have to say is "Steve," and Noah's off and laughing so hard you have to stop, so he can catch a breath!
Please disregard the peanut butter on Noah's face; he'd just finished a "peabup pop" (peanut butter pop).
If he's standing on a pile of blankets in his crib, Noah can reach one of the letters on his wall. Naturally, I couldn't get a picture of him actually touching the H, but you get the idea! He's getting to be such a tall boy!
