Earlier this week Noah woke up with one of those 24 hour bouts of sickness. With a fever reaching around 103, he was very lethargic and had trouble staying awake. Several times, he fell asleep sitting straight up on my lap.
I have to admit, I thought it was cute, but I missed my active, rambunctious, and wild little boy...
I have to admit, I thought it was cute, but I missed my active, rambunctious, and wild little boy... ...that is I missed that until today.
While I was getting ready for church, Joe and Chloe were hanging out downstairs and I had Noah upstairs. Once he was all ready for church, and knowing that Chloe was set too, I turned to getting myself ready. Noah wandered out of the room and I assumed that he had gone downstairs to hang out with Chloe. All was quiet, and from that, even with my short time of experience having a boy, I should have known better and checked to make sure that Noah was safely downstairs. Yeah, I didn't and he wasn't. Five minutes later, I walked into Chloe's room to grab something and found him there with my mascara (how he was able to walk away with it without me noticing and how he got it opened, I have no idea). He putting it, not on his eyelashes (which are SOOO long he would never need mascara, if boys wore mascara), but in his hair. I called for Joe and before I cleaned him up we had to take some pictures. Sometimes you just have to laugh. What am I getting myself into with this boy?
While I was getting ready for church, Joe and Chloe were hanging out downstairs and I had Noah upstairs. Once he was all ready for church, and knowing that Chloe was set too, I turned to getting myself ready. Noah wandered out of the room and I assumed that he had gone downstairs to hang out with Chloe. All was quiet, and from that, even with my short time of experience having a boy, I should have known better and checked to make sure that Noah was safely downstairs. Yeah, I didn't and he wasn't. Five minutes later, I walked into Chloe's room to grab something and found him there with my mascara (how he was able to walk away with it without me noticing and how he got it opened, I have no idea). He putting it, not on his eyelashes (which are SOOO long he would never need mascara, if boys wore mascara), but in his hair. I called for Joe and before I cleaned him up we had to take some pictures. Sometimes you just have to laugh. What am I getting myself into with this boy?
3 comments:
So sad when they're sick...but ummm yaaah the whole tired thing is a nice break somethimes.... luckily my child hasn't figured out how to open the mascara- yet. He looks so sweet in the sleepy pictures
I love the mascara pictures... glad I saw it on facebook and then found your blog.
Wow. That must've been fun to clean up.
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