I got unintentional arty today while taking pictures of Noah...Kyle liked the way that this one turned out. He's not smiling, so I could go for a different one, but he does still look cute...

He is smiling in this one, perhaps from the sheer joy of trying to fit his entire fist in his mouth. I don't know if he's teething or not...he is just a drool baby who likes to chew on things at this point. Mom told me that I cut four teeth at once when I was four months old. Noah turns four months old in two days. I am afraid.

Mommies can be teethers, too. Noah seems to like the taste, texture, or something of my finger. He's quite emphatic about it being time to eat me.

Noah seems to be almost as enamoured of Kyle as Kyle is of him (but not quite, because Kyle is one very good, very smitted Daddy). I'm actually surprised that Noah is smiling in this one- he had a pretty rough day. You'll notice that he is, once again, wearing the emergency outfit composed of an old camp t-shirt. I've got to start stashing some of his clothes in Kyle's office, or we're going to start running out of shirts.



Just a close up of the adorableness of Noah and
Daddy talking...

This is Noah, from a baby-eye view. He had a big day today- he rolled over from his stomach onto his back. He looked so cute when he was playing down on the floor that I couldn't help myself and ran for the camera.

It was very important that Noah have Opening Day clothes. Kyle wears a particular tie every year (although he couldn't find it this year, and I must track down another tie with a baseball theme) so it somehow seemed appropriate that Noah have some baseball clothes. He was less than thrilled with ANOTHER photo op, but we eventually got a good picture. It was a little early in the morning for us, so his eyes were closed in most of the other ones.

Just a quick picture of Noah and Kyle being cute at the same time. I have special boys.

Just a quick shot of my boys as Noah gets ready to go to his first Med Fair....