There was one reoccuring theme throughout our time with our families-go-go's! (or motorcycles to the rest of us who speak English) I have lumped the pictures of Noah with the go-go's and backhoes in the same category, as they are almost as much of an obsession for Noah as go-go's are.
Thankfully, Noah's go-go obsession was fed on an almost daily basis. My dad and brother have motorcycles at my parents house that Noah went to visit several times a day. As soon as my dad would come home from work, Noah would race to get his sandals so he could go out with his Papa to visit the go-go's.
At one point, Noah pushed Poppi out of the way so he could shut the door and then waved good-bye to Poppi. I think he's almost ready for a job, Poppi!
One of the many times he visited the go-go's. He loved to just sit on them. Any time he was asked "should we turn on the go-go?" he immediately said "NO!". He just enjoyed sitting on them and I think he was dreaming of the day he could own one of his own! He also knows that a "helmo" (helmut) must be worn to ride one and pointed that out all the time too!
One of our last days there, he walked out to the garage and started pointing out who's go-go was whose...Papa's go-go, Danny's go-go and when he got to Uncle Robb's he said "Noah's go-go". :) Looks like he's already starting to take possession!!!
Common scenes from the garage throughout our visit!
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