Our little boy is 18 months old!! It's really hard for me to believe. He's grown quite a bit, and actually was in the 10th percentile for weight and 50th for height. You read correctly. No more scraping the bottom of the charts for us! Whit is right smack in the middle of them for height. No one was more shocked than me!
Along with looking older, he's acting older. He has little interest in his toys, and would much rather climb in and out of chairs (or on the hearth, or into the bathtub), open and close doors, or play outside. He does like to look at his books, but he has no interest in hearing you read them. He only wants to turn the pages as fast as he can, and occasionally point to something on the page. He still loves to give kisses, but has recently figured out how to give zerberts and he'd much rather give those. He never stays still, and if he's quiet you know he's probably into something he shouldn't be. In other words, we have a toddler.
Our biggest news is that Whit is finally starting to talk. He's been a little behind on this, and we're thrilled that he's trying to say a few things. His vocabulary so far consists of:
Bah (ball)
Da (Dad)
Momma
Nana
Naynana (banana)
oooooooh (what a cow says)
bye-bye
mmmmm (milk)
Below are some pictures from the past couple of months...
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