Today, our silly, happy little Noah is three years old. I can't believe how quickly the last three years have flown by. It seems like it was just yesterday that we brought him home and began this adventure of parenthood. Now he's running all over the house and making us laugh on a daily basis.
He is definitely all boy. He loves digger things and pusher things (backhoes and bulldozers), he loves his trucks and cars, and he spends a good amount of time crawling around the house growling like his favorite dinosaur, a t-rex. He will pick up pretty much any bug that he sees to give it a closer inspection, and has recently been able to catch tiny frogs out in the yard. He loves to play in puddles after a good rain and really doesn't mind getting dirty. He is full of energy and full of love, and I just can't believe he belongs to us. We are so blessed to call this amazing little boy our son, and I can't wait to see what joys the next year with him brings.