He's a morning person. His routine is to run around the house five or six times right when he gets up...unless he wants to go out with his bow and arrow. The air is crisp and the sunlight shines through all the spiders webs in the trees.
The grass is bright with the morning sun shimmering off the dew. Do you see the dark trail blazed through by the little boy in his boots?
A dewy, shadowy, morning shot of my Noah - unbrushed teeth, still in his pajamas, happy to be out in the morning.
~ Our favorite "Noah-isms" ~
Mom! I just SOLL the best car!
I did not eat the last cookie. I did not.