Tuesday, January 18, 2011

The things you know

I dont have a baby book.
I know, can you believe it?
I have this blog, but no place where I physically write down, your first steps or first tooth.
I take pictures and I blog it. hopefully someday, you can read through your life story through my eyes on here.
Today, you are 17 months and 10 days old.
You have what I thought was 18, but is actually 16 teeth.
I have an amazing sense of balance. You love to climb. You run as soon as you know you are "caught" at something. You like to eat paper, even toilet paper ( off the roll of course).
You love to look out the window.
When you see a brush or comb, you pretend to brush your own hair.
You love music and often sing along to the radio or tv. You know the tune to most anything we have ever sung to you.
You like to pet Molli and you call her Pup-Pup.
You take a nap on your nap-mat and usually sleep for a good 2 hours or more.
You take barrettes out of your hair as soon as we put them in.
You sleep your way through a sickness, but scare us to death when you spike fevers at over 105 or higher. so far, you have had 3 febrile seizures. They have been the scariest days of my life. They are the only thing that I would change about your life.
You bite me when I brush your teeth.
You have a big vocabulary: dad, ,mom, pop, pup pupnk no, please, thank you, all done, a-choo, moo, baa, night night, oh no, uh oh, oh toodles, bye, hi, I love you, ready set go, 1 2 3, where r you,stinky....and probably a few I am forgetting.....oh I know Handy Manny...LOL!
You love to dance in a circle and can do Helshen Melshen on my hand.
You love to climb the stairs and you stick your face in the water when you are taking a bath.
You have a raspberry birthmark on your left eye lid, that really looks just like veins.
You finally love books.
you can color a little, but would rather chew the crayons.
You can poop and pee on the potty, but only when we put you on.
You love outside.
you wear size 6 shoes now.
You love to clap and try to snap your fingers.
You pick your nose and bite your nails.
Your hair is darkening to a light brown.
You have blue tubes in your ears.
You have a wonderful laugh.
You love bananas and yogurt and crackers You eat snacks at your snack table.
You get excited when your dad comes home at night.
You love Dora the Explorer, Handy Manny, Mickey Mouse, and the Backyardigans.
You talk alot!
You love water but won't drink juice.
You give incredible hugs. You are affectionate and loving and not in the least bit shy.
I get to stay at home with you for right now and it is the best job I have ever had.
Your dad thinks you hang the moon and I think you rule the world.
We save for your college. You are the best of both of us.
You dont have a binkie or a lovey and you gave up the bottle about 2 months ago and now just use your Dora sippy cups.
You have all of your shots after thursday.
You have had Roseola, frequent ear infections, and whatever anyone else has, you seem to catch.
We pray that everyone is right when they say that your immune system will be great when you are older.
You love other kids. We go to Rhyme Time and you love to shake the Egg and hate to give the ball back to Mrs. Black.
You can do a front tumbersault.
You sometimes throw temper tantrums or try to get out of the cart at the grocery store.
You have a squinty eyed smile and the cutest chubby cheeks.
You are the love of my life and that will never change.

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