Jonah is coughing while Nate is gently patting his back
Jonah: "I want to do a sad face"
Jonah: "I want to do a sad face"
Oh, this is close...
Nate: cheeeessseeee
Jonah: No, MONSTER TRUCKS! Nate, say Monster Trucks
Nate: cheeeessseeee
Jonah: MONNNNSTEERRRR TRUUUUUCKKSSSS
This is what happens when you try and get a picture of the boys together.
Nate sits and watches Whinnie the Pooh sometimes. Leah found him asleep one day and snapped this pic. He is a pretty peaceful little guy and I think he might be rubbing off on Jonah a little bit. He was upset while getting his shoes on this week, and Jonah came over, sat down, and said "OK, little buddy, let's get your shoes on." He's starting to become patient with him and tries to help him out, as long as it doesn't involve Nate taking anything of his.
Last Saturday night we had some vistors come in and Jonah went running to meet them. He tripped on a cord and wiped out HARD right beside the piano bench. Everyone noticed and there was a smattering of oohs, ahhhs and ouches. With everyone looking at him, he said, "No, it's OK, I was... I was... just crawling under here." and crawled under the piano bench. It was so cute, and pitiful at the same time, so I jumped up and grabbed him. Not a tear, he just rubbed his stomach a little bit and was back at his entertaining ways.
Nate sits and watches Whinnie the Pooh sometimes. Leah found him asleep one day and snapped this pic. He is a pretty peaceful little guy and I think he might be rubbing off on Jonah a little bit. He was upset while getting his shoes on this week, and Jonah came over, sat down, and said "OK, little buddy, let's get your shoes on." He's starting to become patient with him and tries to help him out, as long as it doesn't involve Nate taking anything of his.
Last Saturday night we had some vistors come in and Jonah went running to meet them. He tripped on a cord and wiped out HARD right beside the piano bench. Everyone noticed and there was a smattering of oohs, ahhhs and ouches. With everyone looking at him, he said, "No, it's OK, I was... I was... just crawling under here." and crawled under the piano bench. It was so cute, and pitiful at the same time, so I jumped up and grabbed him. Not a tear, he just rubbed his stomach a little bit and was back at his entertaining ways.