Just walking along with Noah as though he was a “big boy”…in fact, he’s such a sweet toddler, only 16 months, yet I know he’ll seem huge when his aunt Jen has her new baby. Frank and I enjoyed a no hand holding walk up our road, to the trail head, and back..hills and all, with this marathon walker. Noah had to pause sometimes though, for rocks, dogs, smiling ladies, water, ducks. He would so often just stop, look up and raise both arms skyward. Life is so fascinating when you’re this close to the earth.
Noah could also multi task..walking and sipping on applesauce in a pouch, which he held with thumbless mitts. Impressive.