It’s been a strange day around here, to say the least. As that nasty band of storms traveled up the east coast, our area was under a variety of tornado watches and warnings from about 4:30 this morning until 3 PM. We’ve had ridiculously hard rain, storms, and wind mixed with periods of warm and beautiful sunshine. At one point, things looked particularly threatening, so Noah and I headed to what I figured was the safest spot in our basement…but thankfully nothing dangerous ever materialized. Whew! Anyway, it’s been a kind of random day, and I figured out that it’s best summed up with a bunch of “P’s.”
Mine is gone. Little Crafter has been a ball of energy all day; mad because he couldn’t go outside, sad that Grammy couldn’t come, and a little off-kilter since he could tell I was kind of worried about the weather. So, he responded in typical 2 year old fashion. Making big messes, having a five-second attention span, banging his head on purpose, picking his nose, and {my personal favorite} yelling, “Noah needs his mama, Noah needs his mama” at the top of his lungs for five minutes straight while hanging from my neck as I tried to have a phone conversation. Nice pic, huh?
Grandma says
I enjoyed this “P” Post…Your necklace is beautiful and Noah is so precious…I’m sure he loved the puddles. We are looking forward to our visitor tomorrow.
Nancy says
Such a cute post! Your little guy is so cute and fun. I’m glad you’re safe from all the storms!
Nancy
gin says
Very fun post; the letter P never looked so cute!
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gin @ Life as Topher’s Mama