“The Little Things”
The little things… they are easily forgotten.
but the little things are too important to forget
the little things that make us smile or laugh
the little things that we think we won’t forget
but we will unless we write them down.
Today, you are a spitfire! You are an incredible mix of stubborn (for which my parents think I deserve), sensitive, sweet, and a little crazy – umm, active.
You are a peanut. You do have big feet though so we’re hopeful you’ll sprout some day.
You’re a climber! You could climb before you could wave but these days you can scale anything!
You love your daddy! Daddy has always been your favorite. At night when he’s laying down with you, talking about the day, you always remind him that “Daddy loves Noah and Mommy loves Kate”. That’s true, but I love you too!
You and I butt heads – bad! We were cut from the same cloth. One day you’ll realize that I’ve been stubborn a lot longer and I’m much better at it.
You love doorbells! You want to ring everyone’s, it doesn’t matter if you know who is on the other side.
You love fire! You’ve been blowing out candles (or wanting to) for as long as I can remember. They recently had a fire drill at school and you became even more obsessed – pointing out every fire sprinkler, alarm, hydrant, everything fire related. This must be why the night before last you woke Dad and I up by turning on our bedroom light at 3:30am asking, in a very loud voice, if it was fire drill time. No, dear, it wasn’t!
When people color with you, you always ask for a house. The house you ask for always has to have a door, a doorbell, a keypad (our door lock), a garage and a remote (garage door opener). This baffles so many people but it makes your father ridiculously proud.
You have no intention of ever being potty trained. A lot of things you do that we don’t appreciate or don’t do are often “because I want to”. We’re hoping you don’t wear diapers to high school!
You have a great sense of humor!
You are painfully shy. You decided when and who to talk to. At home you don’t stop talking but there are a lot of people who think you don’t know how to speak! Your gymnastics teacher didn’t think you spoke English!
Lately you end up in our bed at some point in the middle of the night. We have no idea why, you’ve never slept there before, but you’re a horrible bed buddy and always end up back in your room. Why in the world must you be touching everyone in the bed to rest comfortably? And why do you need such an entourage – monkey, blankets, your shining stars…??
You love the color orange. When we give you a choice of what to wear you always ask for orange.
You love monkey. You probably always will. He’s getting a little worn out but it doesn’t phase you one bit. Your heart will be broken if he ever wears out. You can’t sleep without him.
You always want to know “why?”. Always.
You have a great sense of direction. You know where everything is, where everyone lives and which way is right and left.
You love movies. Every day you grab a different one off the shelf and tell us it’s your favorite.
You have to figure everything out! You want to know how everything works, even if you have to break it first.
You call bananas banas. You say yorgurt for yogurt. Yellow is still yewow.
You always correct me when I show you a plane. You tell me it’s a jet.
You know your alphabet and numbers. You’re working on reading. You can use a laptop by yourself.
You’ve recently stopped napping. I’m not incredibly excited about this idea but I know you don’t always need one anymore. I can’t believe you’re almost three!
You love being outside. You always have.
You know your full name, and unfortunately ours as well. You often call me Dawn and dad Walter, even though you know it drives us nuts, maybe because it drives us nuts.
You are a button pusher! Literally and figuratively. You love riding elevators and always have to push the button. If someone pushes it before you, you’ll wait for the next one, when you’re done throwing a huge fit!
YOU ARE AMAZING
AWESOME
ADORABLE
ABSOLUTLY HILARIOUS
AND PERFECTLY YOU!
We love you – Noah Schmoah!
