I came home and gave Paul a hug. Then Noah pulled me back to embrace Paul again so that he could hug both of us (well, our legs) at the same time and say 'I love you.' He then did this about twelve times.
Noah can count to fourteen. Not totally in order. It goes something like this, "seven, eleven, FOURTEEN!"
Noah is picking up words from the radio...He can now say "NPR" and "Bama, Obama!" When we ask him who the president is, he either responds "grandma" or "Obama."
He's still carting around his stuffed animals saying, "baby, baby, I love you." He threw all of his babies into his crib, as well as half a dozen books (much to his mama's chagrin, but I couldn't think of a good reason to forbid it, except it seemed rather busy in there).
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