Noah turned 10 on March 30. He was so excited. After hurrying through our school, we took off for a late lunch at Arni’s. It warmed my heart to spend time with just him, talking over our lunch about various things. If I could only use one word to describe him, I would say “enthusiastic”. He’s one peppy boy. Not a shy bone in his body and no one is a stranger, which I wouldn’t mind being tempered just a wee bit.
After lunch, we went to a used book store that had all of its books on clearance for 1/2 off. He picked out a couple of Brian Jacques books (Redwall) that he’s read before, but the other ones we’d had were read so many times that I’d had to throw the books away because they were falling apart. He started reading as soon as we got in the van.
I’m very thankful for Noah. He’s a big ray of sunshine in our family. Loves his brother fiercely, and is thoughtful and playful with the girls. He’s our 4th – the middle child. Not a day goes by that he doesn’t tell me at least 5 times, maybe 10, that he loves me more than I love him.