Noah’s best friend is his monkey.  Very creatively, his name is “monkey”.  We picked him up on our first visit to Texas when Noah was 11 months old and they have been inseperable ever since.  If monkey isn’t in Noah’s crib, he’s not going to sleep.  If we let him he would carry him around the house all day – kind of like this…

Notice the love for the paci too!

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