Papa stuck! Papa stuck!

A few days ago, Noah and I were hanging out together in the morning and we both wanted to go to the Boulder Reservoir to go swimming while Mama got some more sleep.

I remembered that we had a little inflatable raft that he could sit in while being in the water and I opened the closet under our stairs to find it.

It’s a tight fit to get my body in this tiny closet, which I think was made for short Irish people back in 1899, when the house was built.

Noah Does Impression of Einstein

I think I’ll just let these photos tell the story. Bari gave him an entire frozen sorbet bar the other day, and this is what happened.

Noah the fly boy

On the beach this afternoon, hours before Noah’s first birthday party, the wind kicked up as a storm front began to roll across the lake. Rain started to drizzle and Noah, Grampa Popo, and I began playing on the beach in the big wind. Lots of laughter and squeels of joy ensued. The boy loves to fly!

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