So this video came up in the On This Day feature of my cloud drive, and at first I was like, awwww, look at baby Noah from like, what, five years ago? Six? When we were all still so passionate and hopeful that this madness had to end?
No. Two. Two years to the day.
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"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances."
It's only been two years of this chaotic bumbling bullshit, but also: It only takes two years to fully turn a sweet little boy into a giant-ass man.
Noah is almost as tall as I am. His shoes are gigantic. I ordered him a bunch of shirts in the largest size of the Old Navy kids' department and by the time they arrive his arms were already too long for them. He eats...so much. So very, very much. But apparently all of it just ends up in his arms.
His voice is a full octave lower than the one in that video.
There is a girl. They are just friends. But really good friends.
He still believes that someone, someday, will finally invent time travel. But he's personally thinking about getting into ship design, or maybe special effects for movies. Preferably movies about ships.
Here he is recently having a conversation with a baby about the Titanic.
"She smiled!" he reported afterwards. "I think she was really interested."
Then he added:
"But don't worry, I left out all the stuff about D-E-A-T-H. She's much too young to hear about all that."