Lately, noah has been getting up on the weekends around 7am coming into our room and asking if he can play in his room (YES, and you know, you don’t have to wake us up to ask!!!). Besides taking out every toy imaginable and making a huge mess (and sometimes waking me up again to find something), he also often plays dress-up to hilarious ends. Putting on full costumes from his closet (fireman/spiderman/batman/etc), usually it’s a complete ensemble, but when emily gets involved he dresses her up (and presents her to us) in various mash-ups to form ridiculous combinations (fireman’s hat/superhero cape/hula skirt/luau necklace). If only I was less lazy and was willing to get out of bed and get my camera!
emily is all about doing things on her own, she doesn’t want to get help climbing or putting stuff together or building or eating. Little Miss Independent, she is. Except when it comes to noah, she will follow him around and do whatever he is doing. Sometimes they are on the same wavelength and are cracking each other up, other times they are fighting over toys or complaining about what one or the other is doing to one or the other of them. All in all, I’d say it’s pretty standard siblingness, usually all in good fun. But, oh man, when one of them erupts and then the other, there’s just no calming them. Well, emily can be soothed usually, noah on the other hand just continues escalating until he wears himself out. Good times. noah has also discovered “the scream” a useful tool for causing the most possible disruption and annoyance in others. More good times. On the plus side, he is still hilarious and adorable and maybe 30% of the time a really good kid who is happy to go along with anything. Plus he looks like us, so we kind of have to keep him. ;)
July was a month to remember. It started with the City Year BBQ where noah went into overdrive (and basically ran around in circles for over an hour after pushing emily around in a plastic car) and ended with our now annual trip to the Rhode Island house (a friend of my mom’s kindly lets us have it for a week each summer). In between there were a lot of BBQs and festivities. We visited our friends Jeff and Sharon and their children Bennett and Nadia on July 4th (and because of the rain the only fireworks were on em’s dress). We checked out the Newton July 4th festivities again (noah and emily both got to take part in the mini (emphasis on mini) races and see friends Barrett, Sloane, and Henry. We had a day at Larz Anderson flying kites with Micah and his parents Hsindy and Victor (check out the adorable pics of em and Micah flying a kite together and playing with a beach ball which I had to chase down the hill on more than one occasion). Lots and lots of baseball in our backyard, sometimes just sometimes with friends including best bud Patrick and cousin Matthew. There was oddly a lot of Batman mask wearing (not sure why, but it became a thing). And then there was the trip to RI, one of the favorite weekends for noah and emily (they love the beach, me not so much, but I love seeing them love it!). We all love the swimming pond in the back, and floating around on the various flotation devices my mom brings down (including a small boat!). We also had a nice visit from our good friends Dan and Sheila and their daughters Mia and Evie (which included a trip to the very delicious Matunuck Oyster Bar where we somehow managed to have the kids stay seated and eat while we all ate – and noah even tried an oyster and clams!). We also got to make s’mores with the kids for the first time, they approved, mainly for the chocolate involved, and saw fireflies the same night! The beach trip involved lots of boogie boarding/surfing, sand castle making, and wave jumping all to the glee of noah and em (who eventually also napped in a little tent). Other than that, we also had a trip to the zoo with Ada & Matthew and Layla & Kira and their respective parents. And a BBQ with Quinn, Gwen, Clara, and Ceci that involved lots of baseball and soccer and in general running around chasing and bumping and other nuttiness. Lauren and I also made it to a wedding in Rochester sans kids who got to play in a real live baseball game with Papa and, of course, venture to a beach again!
Here’s the pics: