Over the past couple of weeks, pretty much since he had his god awful cold, Noah has been a very clingy boy indeed. We had read about, and subsequently prepared for, this time in Noah's first year: the time he develops some attachment issues. So far in his life, we have not had to worry about such issues as he has always been quite independent and happy to be left. Sometimes for days on end in his room. Whatever.
However, now this face is one we are becoming more and more accustomed to:
With that said, Noah spent this morning with Grandma and she reported back that he had been absolutely perfect. Deadly quiet, she said. Turns out she'd spent the morning walking round the cemetery. You know, where all the dead and grieving people are. No wonder he was quiet. He was probably scared to death. He was certainly too scared to nap round there.
I joke of course. Noah loves the cemetery.
He got home and slept for well over two hours. Perfect time for mummy and daddy to kick some ass playing Stupid Zombies on the iPad.
PS, thank you for looking after Noah, mum...
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