He's still not walking on his own, but he loves to walk with us holding his hands. We took him to the State Fair Sunday evening to get out of the house and into some great weather. He didn't want to spend any of the time in his stroller, he wanted to walk, and walk, and walk. We're sure it won't be long until his most used phrase is "come ON." By the time we were headed home we were really amazed at just how much walking he'd done.
His favorite pastime is still throwing and chasing balls. He's finally figured out how to throw them forward instead of to his side. I'm impressed with that. He's also getting good at playing catch. I told Nerdstar we have every man's dream son - he just wants to run around and play catch all the time.
He's always loved watching Ramen. Lately he's tried a couple of times to get Ramen to chase him or play with him. It's just so sad. Ramen is not, has never been, a dog who plays. He doesn't play fetch, he doesn't play with other dogs, he doesn't play. He just wants to have his belly rubbed and to take walks. Those two things are a ways off for Noah.
Last night he cracked us up. We were eating dinner and he wasn't all that hungry. We had him in his high chair trying to feed him some grapes. He needs a bib for grapes, and he kept looking right at Nerdstar and pulling his bib off. So, we got him out of his high chair and told him to go play. He would play for a minute then come and whine at Nerdstar. Then, she got up to get something and he came and moved her chair from the table about three feet over towards the living area.
He's a great kid. He's cute and smart and fun and goofy.