Tale of Noah

Noah has been a great source of entertainment lately. The other night he told me he thought he was going to throw up. I asked him why, to which he replied because there was something moving in my belly. I asked him what it felt like, his response was "prickly". "Prickly!?" I said, his reponse "yes prickly mom.....but dont worry I didnt eat a cactus today". I busted out laughing, and said the only response I could think of "that's good, we wouldn't want you to eat a catcus"

A few days before that he was caught writing with chalk on the walls. He proudly showed me all the spots he colored, even those I hadn't discover yet. Thats when he was told he needed to wash the walls as a punishment. I thought he didnt like it much and that he had learned his lesson until about a week later when he colored all of a room divider and some other things.