He's no longer a baby you can carry like a baby.

Grandpa Rick is on the phone.

Gotta have a picture with the birthday boy!

Noah was not impressed with cake, but managed a taste of frosting.

We put Noah's hands in the cake, but it ended up more on his face than in his mouth.

Noah eating the cake decor instead of the cake.

Hmm, this flame thing might be fun to touch.

We used to call him cranker pants.

We managed one smile out of him, and it's a good one.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOAH! WE LOVE YOU!
1 comment:
Happy Birthday Noah, we miss you. Hopefully we can make the next birthday party. Just glad you were able to talk on the phone!
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