I would never say that Noah is a happy go lucky kid. He complains. A lot. I'm praying he outgrows this when he learns to speak. I make a lot of excuses for him like he's teething or he can't speak or he's hungry or he has an earache or he didn't sleep well. I would normally not associate with a person who complains 80% of the time, but what do you do when that person is your son? I just love him and hope my positive attitude wears off on him before his negative one corrupts me forever. It's a good thing that he can be so cute and sweet or we'd sell him to the lowest bidder.
In any case I think when Emily and Ben are here, he feels he has to be loud to be heard. Some youngest children might shrink in that situation. Noah gets loud. Very, very loud. And now that he is almost two, he will be earning time outs for his rotten behavior. He had his first one the other day.
He actually sat there and cried for two minutes.
Fake tears and all.
Then, he got up and walked away as if nothing happened, and he was quiet.
I think he's going to be spending a lot of time looking out that window.