Sunday, April 13, 2014

Quinner :: 19 months

You sing, you dance, you try and make fart sounds with your armpit.  What isn't there to love about you, kiddo?

Not much.

Your vocabulary has grown 10 fold in the last month.  I feel that, during the day, you and I communicate very well.  That angry-one-year-old-who-no-one-understands phase really didn't last that long and there is a lot of communicating going on.  Of the new words, the only ones I can really think of right now are: hippo, rhino, giraffe, bubbles, owie, shoes, bapple (apple), Elmo's shoes, a-dat (means What's that?).  I bet if your dad and I sat down to really think of all the words you say, you're close to 100.  Okay, maybe 65 worlds, but still, that's pretty impressive.

The weather has been so warm the last week or so that we've been able to play outside a lot.  You enjoy being in the back yard, chasing your brothers around, and blowing bubbles.  Yes, you can blow them, you are obsessed with them and went through two bottles on your own just this week.  Once I find a screwdriver and some batteries and get the bubble machine up and ready, you might lose your mind.

You've been trying to be braver lately, which is of course, getting you hurt a lot more.  You climb on everything.  You are trying to go down the stairs standing up or on your butt, instead of your tummy; you mess around in the garage like it's no body's business, and that whole opening doors thing is getting pretty annoying.  I've never been a big fan of "baby proofing", I believe in that crazy idea of "teaching" instead, but man alive, we may need to padlock the pantry door.

You are a grazer, always eating and munching.  And always getting stuff out of the pantry.  You only like western family star wars fruit snacks, love pears and 'nana's (bananas) and HAM!  You beg for ham almost every day.  You will eat an entire container of Tillamook key lime yogurt and two slices of pizza if the timing is right.  We used to be able to order one pizza for our family, now two is a must.  Adding you as  "real eater" is getting a little more expensive too.  Last night we went out to dinner and got you your own kids meal so you'd have a drink and fries that didn't have to be shared.

You sing and play all day long.  You dislike very much going anywhere in the car but you fall asleep on Monday's and Wednesday's without fail on the way to pick Wyatt up from school which translates into your nap for the day.  But on Friday's, even though it's the same schedule, you NEVER EVER fall asleep.  It's a little annoying, and curious at the same time.  Maybe you know it's Friday and time to party?

What else?  In order to eat at home, you have to be in your high chair (75% of the time), but at restaurants you are now sitting on a seat with us.  It's annoying because you are a food toucher - and cannot keep your hands to yourself.  I guess your most enjoyable habit is books.  At least 30 minutes of every hour you are awake is spent looking at books, carrying books around, sitting on my lap looking at books, or reading books to yourself.  And, if you aren't reading a book, or getting into Wyatt's Lego's, you are coloring.  You are a coloring machine.

And you throw really good temper tantrums.  Isn't that what all 19 month olds are for anyway?

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