Today my little bug is sixteen months old, and he is a little boy. There still lingers the look of a baby, but even that is starting to fade. He runs and plays like a little boy, he certainly squeals like one. He understands how to play basic games, he likes to race after a ball to beat you to it. I always let him win. He continues to be his own little independent self, sometimes to his and/or our detriment. He runs into everything now, sometimes at high speed. He loves to get in and out of chairs, he especially likes to get into the recliner and lean back like a big boy. He also can...-Point to his toes, nose, hair, mouth and bellybutton. Sometimes his mouth.
-Say hi, bye, daddy, doggy, birdie, tweet, all done, more, car, truck, chair, water(wa wa), juice, blue, yellow, backpack (thanks Dora), Rusty (the dog's name), shoes, and Pa
-Dance to music, and by dance I mean bounce up and down. Sometimes a little stomping around.
Unfortunately he can also be a little pill who asserts himself more and more frequently. He must be growing up, funny how that happens. Happy sixteen months big boy!
3 comments:
What a big boy! It's amazing how you look one day and your baby is no longer really a baby. I've had to change all of my "best baby in the world" songs to "best boy in the world" songs.
the time goes by way too fast! i hear ya! graycen will be 2 in less than 3 weeks.
What a great photo. And in an instant, they're suddenly their own little people, aren't they?
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