I love how, without fail, he always insists "Mommy, I not tired at all. I want wake up," exactly 90 seconds before he falls asleep.
I chuckle when he calls me Wonder Woman when we're out in public. And I have to call him Superman. And he calls his big brother Batman.
|Wonder Woman and Superman doing what they do best - take selfies|
And his dad is, wait for it, wait for it...the Incredible Hulk.
Only to a 2-year-old could a man of average height and very low BMI be the Incredible Hulk.
Yesterday before bed we read the story of how Joseph did not take revenge on his 11 brothers but instead forgave their treachery as a foreshadowing of how Christ would forgive all of humanity. I was pretty sure it went way over Noah's little head.
But this morning Judah was annoying Noah in the car and refusing to be nice or to apologize, and out of the mouth of that sweet babe came this:
Judah, you make me sad, Judah. But I not revenge you. Like Jesus not revenge us.
Oh. My. Heart.