and I do mean too late. Okay, maybe it isn't too late, it just feels like too late. For what you ask? Not spoiling Noah. I must admit it freely and openly here--Noah is a spoiled little brat. I missed the easy window of cutting back on the things he gets. Now it's a frickin' … Continue reading What You Don’t Learn Until It’s Too Late
Noah
36-Months-Old
Dear Noah, On Tuesday, your turned 36-months-old. I cannot believe you are three. Time has gone so fast. I remember so vividly meeting you for the first time. When you were so small and sick. We were so worried that you would not recover. But you did and I believe it was finally meeting your … Continue reading 36-Months-Old
35-Months-Old
Noah, Noah, Noah, What to say about you this month. You are almost three and I can't believe it. You have grown so much and are becoming such an amazing a little man. You aren't potty trained yet--but you are coming along--kinda. You'll get it baby if it kills me, you'll get it--thank goodness for … Continue reading 35-Months-Old
34-Months-Old
Dear Noah, I can hardly believe that you have been home with us for nearly 30 months. How time flies and what a blessing you are. I am so lucky to have both you and your sister and I could never have dreamed to have such a perfect family. You are two months away from … Continue reading 34-Months-Old
Not Going To Like The 3’s
Noah is quickly approaching the age of three and all I can say is "settle the hell down." In the last 6 weeks or so my sweet loving child has morphed into a--dare I say--child prone to possession by some other force. He screams this blood curdling scream at any hint that the "no" I … Continue reading Not Going To Like The 3’s
