Noah and Saba had a lovely conversation this morning.
Something about giant spiders in the swamps around Galveston, Texas. Noah wouldn't go down for a nap after that - I think he may have been traumatized.
On another note, it is COLD in Tully. Cold enough that I froze a pair of Noah's pajamas. Seriously. I hung them outside to try to bleach out a stain and when dad went out to get them they had frozen solid.
I think we can safely add "pjs frozen solid" to the list of things I never realized would come up.