16 Months Old

19 May

To my beautiful precious amazing daughter,

Sweet 16.  Another month has passed.  Another month where, miraculously enough, I love you even more!  I don’t know how it happens, but my heart just keeps growing.

You’ve become so good at eating by yourself.  You love to have pancakes and Eggos in the morning, plain, no butter or anything.  Daddy will pull them apart for you and you’ll very carefully take your little girl fork and spear them before bringing them to your mouth.  Well, most of the time to your mouth.  Sometimes you get too excited that you got one that it goes flying off.  And other times, you share it with your puppies.

They REALLY like you now.  Poor Darius will take anything from you, but even Angel holds very still when you pet her and give her big hugs.  I think it’s the treats you share with them.  Or they know you are their baby.  Either way, it’s a great friendship being built.

You’ve almost learned how to help us get you in and out of your carseat.  You’ll climb up into the car very carefully, stepping into the carseat and giggle.  You haven’t QUITE mastered how to turn around but it’ll be anytime now.

Shiny Sun
Getting out of the car is even more fun.  You wiggle around with excitement until we unhook the straps and then pull your arms out of the way, grab our proffered hand and daintily  step over and around the edge of the seat.  You’ll walk all the way into the house if we let you, but we only let you do that if it’s nice out and we don’t have plans because you’ll get distracted and not want to come inside if we do.

Your sleeping has gotten better.  You are still eating like a monster but not nursing completely through the night, which means mommy gets more sleep.  Most of the time, daddy does too, but last night was one of those nights where it was 9:30 and you were NOT ready for sleep.  It may have something to do with the bowl of rice and entire thing of yogurt you ate for dinner.   Or was just one of those days.

Daddy says your favorite part of the day is when mommy gets home.  You hear my car slide in and pop your little head up with a HUGE grin on your face.  From wherever you are, you do a little screech of excitement and come running to the front door, your arms held high above your head and “mamamamamamamamamama” comes pouring out of your mouth.  Your legs then get broken for at least half an hour so mommy won’t put you down.

You have discovered the joys of the playground over at Uncle Matt’s apartment complex.

Big Girl Slide
The slide is pretty awesome.  ALMOST as awesome as all the kids that come to play there too.

We’ve gotten closer at being able to video tape you dancing.  You were rocking some brand new dance moves the other night.  It made me wish we were on a reality tv show so they could be captured.  Alas, not worth the rest of the troubles of it though.  You’ve even started actually being in time with the music.  We watched the last disk of Buffy Season 3, with the Prom, which meant there was LOTS of music.  Practically the entire episode you were giving us a show.  It was way better than what was on TV.

I love seeing you and your daddy together.  It makes my heart feel like it’s going to just burst out of my chest.  You love each other so much and seeing the little special things you do together makes me so happy.  I am so incredibly blessed to have both of you in my life.

Daddy and Daughter

I love you, my princess.  My heart.  Happy 16 month day.


Your mommy


2 Responses to “16 Months Old”

  1. kbreints May 19, 2010 at 12:25 pm #

    Oh my goodness!! 16 months! What a sweet post 🙂

    • Mrs. Soup May 20, 2010 at 10:22 am #

      Thank you, hon!

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