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Noah and I have a little secret.
We hold hands as we walk to school in the morning. I squeeze his hand three times and he knows what I mean. He looks at me, smiles and squeezes back three times.
He loves it. Because that's the kind of kid he is:
lovey
sweet
excited
happy
He had a birthday last weekend. Now he is five. Five. Years. Old. Can you believe it?
7 comments:
Aren't boys the best? I sure think so; however, I am biased...
Congrats Noah! You are a big kid. PS I play that hand game with my 5 yr old and I love it. He invented that if you squeeze it 5 times it means "i love you so much"
Congrats Noah! You are a big kid. PS I play that hand game with my 5 yr old and I love it. He invented that if you squeeze it 5 times it means "i love you so much"
really, jess? five?! how did that happen?
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a certain four year old of mine picked an apricot at the grocery store and reminded me of the bag full he got at noah's grandpa's house. we miss you this summer. all of you.
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happy birthday to your big boy!
love, lindsay
I still remember living with you and your prego belly, hard to believe it's been 5 years. Happy Birthday Noah
Noah, you look soooo much like your dad in this picture. I have a feeling you and your dad are both ok with that.
Happy Birthday Noah! I can't believe he is five - so grown up! We can't wait to see you soon!
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