Nevertheless, I am aiming to regain my prior posting glory once more and have faith that it isn't too far off into the future.
In the meantime, I am going to make a list that I have been meaning to sit down and put together for a very long time now. So that 5, 10, 20 years from now, I can look back on this gloriously busy time and remember all of those beautiful little things that I am sure to forget otherwise. The thing is that this list has been changing in my head as time passes with it unwritten--it changes as I strive to keep up with a very quickly growing little boy.
Documenting Noah Finn at 17.5 months:
- He learned how to kiss with a pucker and sound effects two days ago--and he smooches us on the cheek every chance he gets
- Everything is "Daddy"--from the little Hispanic boy in his book to the sand sifter on the beach, it's all just "Daddy"
- Favorite words that come to mind: bottle, Miles, bye, hi, go, bubble, ball, shoes, magnet, mommy, daddy, vroom, mole, more, beach, bees, cherry, book, shhhhh, boo boo, poo poo, pee pee, dog, cheese, teeth, three
- He loves splashing, screaming, running and laughing in the surf with Dean
- His favorite foods are fresh mango, dried blueberries and nori
- He dislikes milk but he will drink it if he has to
- He isn't crazy about cookies or other sweets
- He loves saying bubble and pointing to the bubble bottle but is less than enthusiastic at the act of blowing them or watching someone else do so
- He is absolutely o b s e s s e d with beer bottles--full or empty
- He loves to throw things in the trash can (if it has a lid on it, even better)--especially rocks
- He loves to hold one stem of wildflowers (or rocks) in each hand for a very long time
- He doesn't care too much for swinging, but loves to slide and teeter totter
- He likes to give others raspberries (bellies or backs are preferred targets)
- Jumping on the bed naked after bath time is by far his favorite time of the day
- His favorite color is red
- He collects rocks (to later throw away, perhaps?)
- His favorite toy is Henry's plastic sand shovel
- He breaks out in spontaneous singing bursts of e-i-e-i-o all. day. long.
1 comment:
Aw, Noey. I'm seriously tearing up over here. See, I knew you needed that shovel!
I sure miss seeing your beautiful boy. He taught Henry to sit up and I wish he could teach him to give raspberries. I've been trying for months and nuthin!
Oh my God, those sweet baby kisses...I will never get enough.
XO C
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