|Noah trying out his new sit-to-stand stander|
|Noah's Madagascar 3 Circus Wig|
Noah I think has finally adjusted to the change of seasons and winter routine. He's accepted that we can't any longer go on daily walks and has accepted his swing in the basement as an alternative. And once again he's changed his tastes in television programming. The current hit Fraggle Rock and anything Christmas. Noah has always loved Christmas year round. He especially starts to love it a bit more starting about July of each year. Chris and I always joke that it's because he was a holiday season baby. I'm sure he'll revisit his Shrek movies again next week. He likes to circulate his programming.
The pink sunset tonight held me in awe. The kind of painting only God can do. His canvas. It felt like he was trying to draw me a picture - presenting me with a message that I don't yet understand. Sometimes I find Him in my quiet moments - as I seek for answers on how to best help Noah each day. As the pink sky changed from minute to minute, I didn't want to let go of it. Almost like he was reminding me of His promise to Noah and to remember where there is beautiful light... that there is always hope. Noah has moments where he too himself reminds me of all he's capable of. I'll see him do something he couldn't do the day before, no matter how little even if it's putting a thumb in his mouth, or leaning forward with amazing head control in his car seat. Small earthquakes really that go unnoticed by everyone except his dad and I. But we watch and wait patiently for all that Noah is learning to do.
Noah's Miracle by Stacy Warden is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.