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Zzzzz....
Five days at my parents' house. While they go to see Spamalot and tour Niagara wineries.
Just me, Noah, two cats and a dog.
I'm pretty freaking bored.
But. I do get to hang out with the best little baby that was ever born. I know I'm totally biased, but he's a seriously rockin' little guy.
The only issue is that he does everything early. The books are kind of useless.
He sleeps though the night, almost every night. Lately that's been iffy because he's teething (not even four months. ARG!) but he's still pretty good.
He smile and laughs at EVERYTHING. Nothing frightens him, he's totally adaptable.
He eats... enthusiastically. To say the least.
He tolerates me dressing and undressing him in outfit after outfit for my own selfish delight.
In short.... and it's never short because not only is he my entire life and best friend; he's also my hero...
he's perfect. My Noah Bear.
But now he's sleeping.
And I am def bored.