Noah - the helper

Noah is loving being a big brother, and as such, wants to be involved in everything Reagan is doing. Apparently his most important job is checking out all of her poopy diapers. wet diapers hold no interest - it's only the poopy ones. he made the mistake of getting in a little too close of a look once and started dry heaving from the smell of it... but that has not stopped him from continuing his "poop monitor" duty.

I tried to have him be my helper when it came to telling me if she's awake yet while i'm outside raking leaves, but that job ended when he went in her room to check on her and then yelled, from her room, "Yep, she's still asleep. Oh, wait a minute, nope, she's awake!"

But now, as I found out a few days ago, he's decided to take his 'helping' role to the next step. I had put Reagan in her chair, had her bowl of food ready - but before i could start feeding her, the phone rang. I asked Noah to watch her so i could go find the phone. This is what i came back to a few minutes later....








Thankfully, all it took was one quick bath to get her back to looking her amazing, beautiful, out-of-control hair, self!