Oh Noah. Where do I even start trying to tell about such a unique soul? Noah loves fruit and yogurt. He could probably eat a whole pizza by himself if I let let him. He loves chocolate milk and juice. He dislikes many, many foods, including most vegetables and most meat. He does not like to cook, even though I try to persuade him to try helping me quite often.
Noah loves books. Noah LOVES books. He will sit and be read to as long as the reader can last. He will sit and look at books quietly for a very long time. He also loves watching TV and movies, Wild Kratts and Puss in Boots are his favorites. He loves anything superhero.
Noah doesn't like to do hard things. If someone else will do things for him, he will let them. It took a very long time to help him see that he could take his own clothes off. We are still working on teaching him that he can dress himself. So far, putting on his own underwear is doable if accompanied by a little whining. Clearing his own plate falls into that same category.
Noah has the most active imagination I have ever seen. His is an imagination that creates worlds and characters, not so much art and pictures and projects. Throughout the day, he is usually a baby tiger, a daddy lion, perhaps Captain Hook or Darth Vader, and occasionally a t-rex. Often he will be completely immersed in whatever plot line he has created and will race his cars along the edge of the kitchen counter or use the dinosaurs we have for battles, or "verses" (like lion vs. tiger), as he calls them. What he really loves is having someone to play in his world with him. I join him there when I can and try to keep up with the changes in location, characters, and who is "good" and who is "bad."
With that imagination comes alot of drama. He gets so excited to go to the zoo or watch a favorite movie or be a superhero. But small things can bring big tears. Someone pushes him or takes a toy or he falls down (which he does alot). Luckily, all it takes is a good hug from mom and a cuddle with Pup and he is good again.
Noah loves to run. But what makes it pretty fun to watch is he watches his own shadow as he goes. He likes to see if he can run as fast as Dash (from The Incredibles) or the Flash. When he was little, he would hold his arms bent, with the elbows high up in the back, and his arms would swing back and forth as fast as his legs would go. He would often "wind up" before taking off. Now, he still swings those arms with force and runs with a very determined face.
Noah doesn't care for anything educational. I have about a minute of time in which he can focus and I try to teach him a letter. Then, as we read books, I will have him look for letters he knows in the title. I can usually get him to find two letters before he say, "Just read, Mom!"
Noah constantly talks. Sometimes questions. Sometimes explaining the world he is seeing in his head. With his sweet voice and beautiful brown eyes, he can be difficult to say "no" to. He is the best cuddler I have ever met. He likes to come get in bed with me in the morning and he snuggles right next to me. He likes to be held. During sacrament meeting, he will hold Pup (the green blanket with a puppy face which goes everywhere with us, yet gets lost multiple times a day because Noah will carry him around the house, drop him, and not remember where later.), suck on his two fingers, and be content to sit on Darren's lap.
When we are in the car driving somewhere in the afternoon, it is always a group effort to keep Noah from falling asleep. Because if he does, anytime after noon, for any amount of time longer than 5 minutes, he will not go to bed until 10 or 11 pm. Often we will be driving and the boys are trying to talk over each other and with me and I will not notice I haven't heard Noah's voice in a minute and he has fallen sound asleep. And once he is asleep in the car, you simply can't wake him up and keep him awake. It just can't be done.
Noah loves Eva. He likes to give her toys and talk to her. Noah loves Davis. About 10:30 am, Noah starts asking if it is time to go get Davis from school. He loves to be involved in whatever Davis is doing. He and Davis can play happily outside all afternoon in good weather. They definitely play better outside when I am supervising from just inside the window where they don't have to compete for my attention and have a little free reign.
We love having Noah in our family. He is so funny. He has the best responses and questions and view of the world and I don't have a chance to write down all the things he says. He a very sweet soul and a blessing in our home.