Growing up

I can't believe how much Noah has grown up since I wrote those quotes in August. He still says some non-sequitor things, but at least I can make sense of most of what he says. It has really helped our communication and he is really pleasant to hang out with all day long.

He and Henry have become great friends lately, and they like to play spontaneously together. They have a favorite game called "bump bumps" where they sit on a blanket and bump down the stairs.

Of course they get on each other's nerves, and Noah has gotten into the habit of referring to Henry as "Bad Boy" when he's doing something wrong. So now Henry has started called Noah "Bad Boy." It's actually pretty cute.

Today we slid down the hill covered in dead grass on broken cardboard boxes. Lots of fun. The tornado sirens went off for their "first Monday" ritual, and Henry got scared and said, "I'm sorry, Noise!"