Noah is such a helper. I am amazed at the things we tell him and he will do, understanding what we said. I just keep thinking he is my little baby, but he isn’t. It is a normal thing to find him picking up a broom and trying to “help” with whatever I am doing at that moment. Here are some pictures of him “helping” grand-PA building the nestboxes for the 1500 chickens that came in 2 weeks ago!
I’m helping grand-PA! (This is how he says grandpa)
Finding joy in the little things
