One of my blogger friends has a 21mo old little boy and just posted a video of him. I thought to myself, self... what was Noah like at 21mos? So I went and looked and I just can't believe he was this wickedly cute and I actually FORGOT! Good thing I've got Tristan to occupy my mom hormones! Noah was so chubby and his voice was so much higher and squeakier than it is now. I'm glad I have videos to look back on because it's so easy to forget what kids were like at all their ages and stages. I kind of miss this little chubby bratnick that always had his bear and sippy cup in tow. Now he's tall and talking back and has a visible neck. His clothes actually fit him. He pours his own drinks and takes care of himself most of the time. At least he's still a bratnick ;) hehe. I was watching videos and he still chases Jellybean the same way. That means I've been telling him to "be nice" and "put her down!" for well over a year.
This will be a gleefully uneventful post, but I thought I should at least inform everyone of our whereabouts during Frankenstorm. On Friday the landfall predictions were further south, which had the eye passing near our tiny town after obliterating Dover, DE. We happen to be surrounded by water. The Patuxent River on one side, Chesapeake Bay on the other, plenty of swamps and creeks in between. Not a good prospect. Josh and I had gone out that night to try and secure supplies and already, there were no batteries or flashlights. We also don't have a grill and thought "we'll try Lowe's tomorrow"I mean, most people already own grills... right? Everything in our house is run on electricity (including the water pump for the well) except for the fireplace. I don't know what builders are thinking when they do that. I at least want a gas stove and water heater! So, anyways. We got a few hours of sleep before trying to brave the crowds...
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