Well we made it through the holidays. Christmas was fun, but a little loud. Noah loves his cousins and they all played hard. Of course he's still one of the youngest and so he had an earlier bed time. At our house he and Seth ran around like crazy men for hours before it was time to say good night. Then the first thing he asked about when he woke up was his cousin. He wanted Seth more than Daddy that morning.
One of Noah's favorite gifts, besides the stuffed Donald Duck, was some art supplies like crayons and chalk to go with the art easel he is getting for his birthday. For someone not even two, he can color for over 30 minutes and not get bored, which I find remarkable. But often he only wants us to use the blue and red crayons. I get red, he gets blue. If I happen to put mine down to trade for the green , he gasps "Ma," and hands the the crayon I put down. There really is only so much you can do with red. I think the Mickey Mouse pants are done on every page. 
We had one nice day before New Year's Eve so we went outside with our new side walk chalk and played in the fresh air. I think those days are gone now until spring but we had fun one last time.
The Sunday after Christmas brought another first for Noah. He went to his first Colts game with our dear friend Shirley. I was very nervous about bringing him, but he lasted three whole quarters before he got restless. It was another Christmas miracle. 


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