You know, I regret not posting more often, but I also struggle with posting too much about Noah. It’s trues, if you go to noahbullard.com it will auto-forward to here, but that doesn’t mean it has to be noahbullard.com.
For the most part the only interesting things going on in my life are the funny things Noah does, so that make this all the more difficult. I feel I’m too preachy, so I try to avoid talking about things I believe, which is good for you, the reader, ’cause you have no interest in reading what I have to say about transportation reform and bicycling. (In case you do care, we need it, and it’s fun, respectively.)
And the biggest deterrent of me writing more is standing right next to me right now, wearing a fishing hat, struggling to get the strap of a bag off his neck, shrieking like it’s killing him. Now he’s pushing my thigh with all his weight repeating “My chair! My chair!” Now he’s in tears on the floor. Sigh.
Here are some of his more enjoyable moments.