When it was finally time to come in, Noah insisted on staying in the garage and playing (with the garage door closed). Just recently when we tell him to smile he puts on a SUPER cheese face. I can't help but laugh at how cute he looks.
While going through the garage I decided to bring in the infant car seat to get it all washed and ready for the baby. Even with all the cushioning pulled out, Noah still sat in it...while repeating over and over , 'bebe, bebe, bebe.' I am not sure if he thought he was the baby or if he was saying that the seat was for a baby...either way, it entertained him for a good 30 minutes. {Notice how dirty his pants are from playing in the garage!}
Our time is quickly speeding by here in MO. Just over a month until the baby comes and 2 weeks later we move. It will be hectic, which is why I am trying to get things accomplished now. This will be our first time having the Army move us, instead of moving ourselves...and I am a little nervous about how it will all pan out. I am grateful though, that at least this time I don't have to pack everything. Ugh, I hate packing!
I will try and post a 34 week picture of myself soon, if I get around to it. :)




2 comments:
Ugh, I hate packing, too. We moved, like, six times in the first six years of our marriage. Never again, dude. Never again. One good thing is that it forces you to de-junk and organize, eh?
I love your kid's ginger hair. It makes my heart happy. Love you guys!
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