Noah made me a Father's Day card at his summer school. This is as special a card as I've ever gotten, and he was so excited, he couldn't wait to give it to me. He can keep a secret about a surprise just as well as Mandy can, which means he ran all over the house looking for it as soon as I got home on Wednesday. Unfortunately, Mandy had put it in the minivan for precisely that reason, and wasn't home.
He finally pried it out of her a day later and proudly gave it to me, insisting I take it to work with me.
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| I presume one of these stick figures is supposed to be me; either way, he's clearly favored me in the hair-on-head department |
It really is special to me, but what I really like about this is the picture his teacher took for him to include in the card. This, I'm sure, is a preview of how every school picture will look for the next few years. It could not be more differen than his natural smile, and it occurs every time you say "smile, Noah".
He looks like he's either getting ready to engage in a public speaking event, or he's not quite trusting that that last fart was, in fact, a fart.
