Noah, Noah, Noah!!!

Noah is my precious, strong-willed and lovable first born son. He found one of our old digital cameras and takes pictures of himself, his brother and sister all the time. He is enjoying it and I think it is fun to look at the pictures, some of them are quite good actually. He says some of the funniest things sometimes and we have always said that we can see his wheels turning in his head. This week they are on Fall Break and I have had something planned for them everyday. Monday we went to the zoo and yesterday we went to the Children's Museum. I was so tired yesterday morning after a day at the zoo so I was just letting them play hoping that they would not remember that we were supposed to go the the museum. But I was not so lucky when I heard Noah ask me when we were going. I told him I had decided that we stay home today and go tomorrow. He would not have any part of that and started crying. I felt so horrible I mean what was I thinking this is their Fall Break and I'm wimping out. I told him to get his brother and tell him that they needed to get dressed so we could go. On the way home from the museum Noah was thanking me for taking him and telling me he had a fun time. He then said "I was crying at home and I was thinking that my crying would not work but it did and you changed your mind". WHAT?!!! Had I just been played by my 6 year old? I think so! Then last night John was putting the boys to bed and Noah informed him that he wanted a pillow pet. John looked at him and asked what a pillow pet was. Noah said "It's a pillow. It's a pet. It's a pillow pet. A million kids already have one and love them and I want one for my birthday. I can even take it to Mamaw's house." He pretty much repeated the entire commercial. The boy cracks us up! That's our Noah.