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All three of my boys.
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Lately, when a camera comes out and Linc is near me his loves to plant a kiss on my cheek for the picture...and he'll just hold that pose until you tell him that you got the picture. Cute li'l guy.
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I couldn't help myself. I had to document this. We were out in the middle of nowhere and Noah had to go #2. With Noah's obsession with animals (and his love for pretend-play and reenactment) we wondered if Noah was really just bored and liked the idea of pooping in the desert "just like the animals do" (it hadn't been that long before that when he'd been asking questions about that). We weren't about to challenge a 4 year old who's saying he's gotta go though. So, Mark was even kind enough as to scout out somewhere that the little guy could actually sit to do his business. I took this picture from the car after Noah was finished. He's pointing to the metal debris that he sat on, where he finally forced out a miniature turd...and then promptly admitted that he really just wanted to poop in the desert like the animals. Nice.
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I really am actually glad that we drove though. Seriously. I had one of those sentimental moments during the middle of the road trip where I realized that I am living the life right now that I've always hoped to have. Speeding past spectacular scenery with my feet on the dashboard and licorice in my mouth...and with my wonderful husband and our two beautiful kids next to me. Life is good. And it was good to be forced to slow down enough to think that thought.
1 comment:
What cute pictures, and funny story about Noah. :) I'm glad to hear that you are so happy.
I'm also glad to hear that long car trips with young kids can be successful. We'll be braving our first one this winter!
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