We have a tooth!

This morning Annalise was chowing on a teether for fun.  I didn't actually think she was teething.  As she was chewing on it, I went in for a peek and low and behold there is one little tooth poking through!  I would have never guessed she was teething!

Noah didn't start teething until much later. He only has four teeth at the moment.  Maybe she will catch up to Noah, and I will have two kids teething at the same time.  Try and contain your envy!

love hurts

Noah loves Annalise. This is a good thing, but sometimes I wish he were a little less in love with his sister.  My day is usually spent telling Noah to to be gentle or get off his sister.  Yesterday he kept trying to climb into the exersaucer with her.  He just wants to be as close to her as possible.

Noah has a lot of love to share. He does this thing sometimes where he just runs up to you and throws his arms around your neck and rubs his face in yours.  He doesn't do this gently.  He does it hard, really hard.  All the while, he makes this sound somewhere between a growl and a squeel.  The plus side is, he starts making the noise when he is running up to you, so you kind of have a little warning to brace yourself.  It is like he just is overcome with love and has to get it out.  I wish we all could have a little more of love like this in our lives.

 

Hello world!

So I'm totally stealing my friend's idea about keeping everyone in the loop with a blog.  It probably won't be all that exciting, but maybe I can share a few things about the chaos that is my blessed life.

Noah has discovered a new affinity to climbing onto and into things lately. I caught him the other day, as we were getting ready to head out of town for Labor Day, on the dining room table. After I yelled at him to get off the table and to stop climbing, naturally I took some pictures. (I know bad mommy, but I couldn't help it.)

Yep, he is trying to get the toys for his cousins' birthdays, and yes, he is trying to open the Barbie.


A few nights later, we were all upstairs getting ready for bed and I hear some banging coming from the bathroom.  Noah had found the baby bathtub and put it into the big bathtub.  Apparently, he wanted a bath.  We seriously have to get this kid a padded room. 

Toys in the bin are just silly.

I just know he is going to grow up to be a stunt man or something similar.  Today I found him in the dog's water bowl. Sadly, no pictures of that becuase he knows he was being naughty and ran away laughing when he saw me.

And because she is so dang cute.