It's cool. I love old men (and I mean that in as non-creepy a way possible).
13 Reasons Noah Might Be an Elderly Man
He is completely oblivious to the fact that the clothes on his body don't match at all.
(Hey, we don't care either. Yay hand-me-downs!)
He passes gas and carries on.
His earlobes are totally floppy.
He falls asleep sitting up...and just in the strangest positions in general.
He's got hairy ears. (Of course, his are fuzzy and cute.)
He gets pretty grumpy (understatement of the year) when it's time to eat and dinner isn't ready (because it's running around the kitchen trying to get dinner ready for the other six people in the house and it "only" took an hour and forty-five minutes to finish the easy meal that was prepped the night before).
He has a receding hair line.
The hair that he does have? Out of this world.
He's got a little bit of a staring problem.
He makes audible grunting noises when he changes positions.
He snores like a lumberjack. (Or a sweet, purring kitten, maybe.)
He wears diapers. (Sorry, it's true.)
Chicks dig him.
(Dudes dig him too. This boy doesn't need a bath because he's constantly showered in kisses.)
I did it! I posted a blog post! Phew. I'm exhausted. Time for another cup of coffee and to pound out a couple of school assignments with the kids. Have a great day, all! Stay warm.