Monday, August 02, 2010

18 Months with Britt

Britt,

You are now 18 months old. You will have your check up next Wednesday, but according to the scale at Publix you are weighing in at 25 1/2 lbs, and you are now taller than Lilli. You are a bundle of energy 24/7. You have far more energy than your Momma does these days. Outside is still your favorite place to be, but due to the heat we don't go out every day. The pool is quickly becoming our favorite hang out place. You love it when Daddy dunks you, and you like to kick/swim around with a little help from me of course. You are getting pretty good at climbing up and down the stairs, though you still don't like to go down them by yourself. It's about the only thing that you show any reservation.

You are talking more, trying to mimic lots of words, and picking out more and more words in songs to repeat. For the most part they still aren't recognizable to anyone but me and Daddy. "Thplags" or flags are one of your favorite things to pick out as we drive around town. You point out lots of different things to us, but still don't have real words for most of them yet. You would still have us read to you all day if we would. I'm so glad that you enjoy reading, but gosh I get tired of reading the same books over and over. You especially like your "Winnie the Pooh: Opposites" book. Your favorite page has Eeyore on it and on one side he is sad and on the other side he is happy. You love to grin and shout happy at the top of your lungs. We listen to music alot each day, and you love to dance and make sing-song noises. Your favorite cd is probably "Return to the House at Pooh Corner" and you ask to listen to "Pooh." You repeat several of the words in it and get excited once it's over asking me to start it again.

You get frustrated so easily when you can't seem to make something work the way you think it should, hopefully some of that will get better when you can ask for help instead of just sobbing as if the world is ending. I see alot of my impatience in you these days, each morning if you don't think we are up soon enough, you stand in your bed and call "Dada" over and over at the top of your lungs. Then grin and run away to the other side of the bed like the stinker you are when he goes in to get you.

The only other note is that I think you are about ready to start potty training. That is one part of babyhood that I won't regret to see go in the least. You are interested in what everyone is doing in there and aren't satisfied until you look inside the toilet and flush it for us. You also come to me tugging on your diaper when it's wet and you are in need of a new one, so maybe you are about ready. I'm hoping to start that in a few months after the newness of a baby in the house wears off for you a little bit.

You will always be my first, and even though you really aren't a baby anymore, you will always be my baby. I hope you always know how much your Daddy and I love you.


Love,
Momma

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