Memorize your lines, Daddy!

Purple grapes are so good, according to Noah they should be called "greats." Noah ate at least three bunches of grapes at dinner tonight.

Noah: May I have more greats, please?
Geary: You want more?!?
Noah: No, no. Daddy, say, "Yes, you may!"

After receiving his fourth bunch...

Noah: Mmm. Thank you much.

Proof that kids can sleep anywhere.

Noah sleeping in Grandpa Eldred's arms...on a tractor.

Inside Voice/Outside Voice.

Today Geary took Noah to the library and the park. When they got home I asked Noah what they did. He whispered, "See fish at library*," and shouted, "Slide at the park!

*Yes, he does pronounce "library" correctly. He is our son, after all.