Stepping into Noah's Moccasins

Mom has to capture the adorableness of baby pancake-scarfing . . . But then someone else has to have his picture taken, too.

After a nice pancake meal Noah starts playing with the new toy he got for Christmas. He then watches in disbelief as Josh commandeers it and turns it into a drum. (Josh's favorite song "Dirty Little Secret" is on, after all.)

Here's 2-seconds of that action.

Oh, well. Noah will just crawl around until he finds something else to play with.

Then suddenly something comes flying through the air and lands right in front of him. Seems someone was a little too violent while drumming . . . (Not that you were worried about my toilet brush, but the Welder Glue did fix it. Good thing because it did not fix my van's side mirror, but that's another story with the moral: I am an idiot.)

Another day, another chance to start fresh with breakfast. Josh offers to serve his little brother.

Noah has an unfortunate diaper explosion (fie unto you , Parent's Choice!), which lands both children a bath opportunity. Josh puts an 8 on Noah's head and finds it very funny. Funnier thing is, it sticks on there, and Noah is 8 months old. We talk about how old Josh is, and he puts a 2 on his own head, which also sticks. They spend most of the bath numbered.

Lunch time - I think a picture speaks a thousand words here.

Are you starting to get the feeling for how Noah's life goes? Great, now get his moccasin off before you stretch it out.

P.S. I have to reassure you that the toilet brush was brand new. And also that Noah adores Josh - he finds him to be highly entertaining, as do I.