today my baby is eighteen months old. i got sort of emotional thinking about it. i called the hubs on his way into work and announced that it was her birthday. he tried to argue that it's not a birthday. silly man. doesn't he get that soon she'll be two and not ONE anymore? but i digress. i mourn her lack of baby-ness every day. my infant who relied on me for everything is replaced with Little Miss Independence the Tornado.
this girl is so different from my first child. she's into everything. she's vocal. she's defiant. she seems to be naughty on purpose. she's a handful. i love to leave daddy home with her so he can get a taste of my joy every day.
really, she is a joy. every day it seems like she picks up something new that i have no idea where it may have come from. she is putting together some doozies for sentences. yesterday she said, "babee ooh-bee hot OFF!" - as she took off her jacket. she was telling me that she was hot and wanted her jacket off. i didn't know that she knew that hot meant something other than food to blow on or stay away from the oven because it's hot.
she continues to find writing utinsels and practice her drawing skills. last week she combined it with her monkey skills, pulled out the dining room chair, climbed up onto the table and scribbled all over daddy's laptop screen. with the pen he left right next to it.
her feet are actually growing. we're somwhere between a size 4 and 5 for shoes. as opposed to the teeny-weeny 6-12 month infant shoes i was still buying. that makes me sad too. even her teeny, tiny feet are growing. but it does open up a whole new world for shoe choices. mwahahahah! when we are shopping in target (which we probably grace their doors three times a week minimum, just to take it all in, not necessarily to BUY anything...) - she constantly says "shoes!" and waves her feet at me. how can i say no? i didn't start that fire. i just help to fuel it.
she's got a ton of molars. and they all are coming at the same time. NOW. i don't remember the last full night of sleep i got. and i don't have a tooth count but i would guess it is about 13.
another favorite (but not new, just refined) thing that's going on is the use of please and thank you. it ROCKS. she has manners down pat. how can you not give her something if she's "pleeeeease"-ing you and i'd give her about anything to hear hear say "thank you". priceless. i suppose i should get more on video.
i've been lax at taking photos of her. well unless you count the halloween rocker chick ones. i'll get better. i think i'll have to start a snap or three a day just because i feel like she's slipping into CHILDhood way too quickly. seriously i want to quit working and just sit and watch her all day.
oh there are so many things, but mostly i just wanted to acknowledge this day.
