Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Noah

{{I'm seriously like a year {or more} behind on my  blog. With no real hope of ever getting "caught up", I'll just keep moving forward! Good intentions, but if those good intentions actually end up with what is intended, it'd be a miracle! ;-) With that, I'll update each child.}}

Noah. Noah. Noah. He is a good kid. Although a bit emotional at times, he's a good kid. I actually heard that boys his age (7-11) have more testosterone in their bodies than when puberty hits...I'm pretty sure any hormonal spike causes emotions to run wild! So, it's understandable! AND, he is the first child. I am not, but I've heard that the stress levels of the oldest are bit higher! My oldest sister thought her life was over when my brother was born, she was only 13, but she thought she had to give up everything and hold up the fort. She gave up her bowling career...what could have been. ;-)

Noah loves, loves, loves Avila. I'm pretty sure that we tell him not to pick her up at least 10 times a day, but probably more. He sure loves that girl, and she loves him. He is very sweet with her. He's very sweet with everyone really.



He has been involved in Cub Scouts. He loves it. He gets to go to a Den Meeting once a week and do all sorts of scout things. His very first Pinewood Derby was in January. He decided that he wanted a Batmobile. Not the old one, but the new and improved one from the latest collection of Batman movies. Adam was right on board. "They" made a pretty cool car. {we all know how the pinewood derby works, and who does most of the work ;-)} However, at 11 PM the night before the race, something went wrong when attaching the wheel, and Adam had to make another in a mad dash. It worked out, was within the parameters it needed to be, and won a lot of the heats. I think in the end, he came in 4th out of about 15 scouts. Not too bad!



 Noah is a goofy kid. He is always doing things to make people laugh...and laugh we all do. He's been polishing a few jokes, too. He loves to make people laugh, and make people happy. Almost to the point where it just stresses him out!




He loves to draw. He is always drawing. He doesn't just do stick figure drawings they are pretty detailed. His best drawings were always on the magna doodle, which always get erased, he has graduated to actual paper. Although there is paper all over the house, it makes me happy to know that his imagination is hard at work!

He loves school. Like loves it. He loves math. It's his favorite subject. He definitely did not get that from me. He excels in it. Reading is another thing that comes easy for him. He is reading at about a 4.5 grade reading level in 2nd grade. His teacher said that there are a lot of kids that do this, and it isn't uncommon, but what is uncommon is his comprehension level. Again, something he did not get from me! He can read a book and tell you exactly what happens and when and where it did, too. That, he gets from his dad! His favorite books are nonfiction...especially the ones about bugs and spiders. But, only so it will make me cringe. He finds joy in that for some reason!

Just recently, he recieved the Principals Award at school for "consistently demonstrating caring and kindness for classmates and being a positive role model". Awesome. Everyone always loves Noah. He's always got a following at school! He's always been friendly. They had a jog a thon at school a little bit ago. I went an watched him run, and everytime he would go past where I was, he was talking to someone. Just leisurely



And, he's handsome. He's growing up. It's sad. But, he's just so good looking! He does have some big teeth, but what 8 year old doesn't?? ;-) He's also getting very tall. He's about half an inch away from being too tall for the IKEA playland, which makes him about 56". He used to fit under my armpit, but not is about to my shoulder. It blows my mind. It's quite a show when me or Adam have to carry him to bed. Sadly, because he so big, he gets to wake up and walk most of the time! He is in a size 4 shoe and weighs about 62 pounds. Oh, how time flies!

We love Noah! I could go on and on about how great he is.










2 comments:

Kara said...

He really does look so grown up! Little man :)

Andrea Grover said...

For some reason, he reminds me of Cory in that second to last photo.