Is it even possible? My baby, my last baby, is (almost) 16 months old? I haven’t posted since before his birthday (I may go back and try to catch up someday. I may not) and so much has changed since then. First, he’s grown up. A lot.
He’s got hair now. It’s not a lot, like his buddy Graham, but it’s enough. And it’s getting curly in the back just like his brothers.
He climbs on everything. Runs like the wind and is generally into everything in the house, especially the stuff that he isn’t supposed to be.
He still rarely cries. Though that seems to be changing some as he learns more about what he wants and just how to go about getting it. He wakes up (very early) every morning wanting a glass of milk (Mmm to him). He points at the refrigerator, demanding his cup. Then after just one drink he points to the counter because at daycare that’s where the cups go during the day. But, sometimes that isn’t what he wants and he throws a fit. An actual lay down on the ground and kick your legs fit. And while they aren’t exactly adorable, I still have a hard time getting mad at him, even when he’s being a stinker.
His vocabulary is growing. In the last month he has finally started talking. He says mama, dada, mmm, bye, boo, uh-oh and bapa (backpack). Not bad for a two week time frame. Some days I wish he said a little more, but most days I happy to interpret his grunts and pointing. I kind of like having one kid who can’t talk back to me yet.
And his smile is absolutely infectious. So is his laugh. And that squished up face he gets when he knows he down something right and he starts to clap for himself. I have a hard time not swooping him up and giving him big ol’ kisses every time. Not going to lie, sometimes I do. I just can’t help it.
He’s also totally infatuated with his belly button. And mine. And his dad’s. And my dad’s. It’s cute. And gross. And cute. Yeah, mostly cute. He is also pretty enamored with his toes. I still catch him trying to chew on them every once in awhile. At least he’s chewing on something, I guess, because his eating habits are definitely growing too. He still loves food, but the kind of food he loves is dwindling. The things he likes, he shoves them in his mouth by the handful. The things he doesn’t, he either throws them on the floor or sits in his highchair and whines until we take them off the plate.
The last month has brought so much change. I’m a little scared for what the next month holds. I don’t want my baby to grow up. This is my favorite age and I’m going to miss it when it’s gone.
