Dear Noah,

Last week, you turned 2 years and 2 months old.

Your language skills continue to explode. This month, you’ve started singing entire songs. Sure, you skip some of the words, and others are perhaps not standard, but that just makes the ABCs, “Uh-Oh, Weasel!” and “Pocket Rosie” all the cuter.

We pulled you from your second day care “school” — Friday was your last day. There were a few reasons. First, you came home about 6 weeks ago using words that we thought weren’t appropriate for a little guy your age. When we raised a concern about them, they said, “Oh no. He absolutely didn’t learn that here.” We don’t think you learned it from us, or at church.

Then, you fell and broke your wrist. Both bones.

The next week, you told This Mommy your teacher was scary.

For the next 5 weeks, you’ll be going to Miss Heather’s house for day care. We hope you’ll like it. Then you start at the day care at church.

Also, this week, we told you that you are having a baby sister. You said “No! I not having baby sister!”

Sorry buddy, but I’m afraid that part looks pretty real. But don’t worry, it isn’t happening for awhile. And you will always be our little Teee-hah and funny boy.

love,

That Mommy and This Mommy