22 sweet sweet months

The You are am the cutest boy in the WHOLE world. BUT, you remain to be the worlds worst sleeper ever. We began to sleep train you after a few camping trips this summer. You starting crying it out for almost an hour and a half for two straight nights. Some nights you still cry for close to 30 minutes and it's gut wrenching for mommy, but boy you REALLY need to start sleeping through the night. I bring you in my room when I feel extra sad and emotional but then you think it's awake time at 0500 and you won't go back down to sleep. You don't show any signs for toilet training just yet. You pull your diaper off after you pee but when you are on the potty you just flush the toilet a thousand times and play with the toilet paper. You hate changing your clothes. You still hate getting into your car seat. You are beginning to string three words together. You can say "I want that" "this way" "no no DJ" "go patches" "milk" "outside" "pool" and many other words. You have the coolest haircut in all of the lbs. you weigh 33 pounds and are 36" tall. You absolutely adore your sister. We drop her off for school and you run back in her classroom to get her because you want her with you. You guys are always holding hands and playing together. You always steal her toys, she's not too happy about that. Your hair is blonde, eyes are hazel green, size 5 diapers and size 2-3T clothes. 

17 sweet sweet months

you are the BEST. I will say it time and time again, you are SO ahead of your time. You try solo hard to keep up with your sister. Your face lightens up when she enters the room. You wake up from sleep the SECOND you hear her voice. You want WHATEVER she has. You love trying on her dress up shoes (hahahha). You pull of your diapers yourself, you LOVE playing with the hose outside and watering down patches till she's waterlogged. You have quite the vocabulary, you can say: mommy, daddy, dog, iscle (popsicle) , no, pool, ball, car, more. you follow directions solo well. I call you a brainiac, I PROMISE you are destined for greatness in this world.

15 sweet sweet months

You're becoming such a big boy. Full of smiles and babbling up a storm. You are getting quite the vocabulary. You can say daddy, mommy, dog, ball, (attempt) balloon, night night, hi, and bye. 

You have such a temper on you. Throwing MAJOR fits when things don't go your way. You HATE getting in your car seat, diaper changes, cleaning your face, getting things taken away from you. 

You LOVE suckers, patches, sister, playing ball, holding one end of a jump rope and running through the house with sister, riding the jeep in the backyard with debs, Popsicles, fruit snacks, yogurt, milk, mommy milk, cuddles, NOT sleeping through the night, screaming bloody murder at 02:30 EVERY SINGLE NIGHT for mommy, standing on the block wall in the backyard, going down slides, going up stairs, building blocks, reding books, the song slippery fish & twinkle twinkle little star. 

These past few moths have flown by and your achievements have grown so much. I love watching you grow and love your world. Can't wait to see what's in store for you 

14 months old

These past few months have been crazy busy with the holidays so I haven't been able to update the blog like intended. You are starting to say more words. Dog, night/night, boo, momma. Not sure how much you weigh but you are still in size 5 diapers and wearing 12-18 or 18/24 months clothes. You still hate getting in your car seat and napping. You wake up in the middle of the night several times, I usually get you about 2-3:30 am and let you snuggle until the morning time when devil deb comes in and wakes us all up. You love playing with patches and following your sister around the house. You adore the outdoors, cry whenever I shut the door. You hate diaper changes, pull off your diaper. You are a good eater, but hate baby food. No chance you will ever eat a food pouch. Your favorite thing is mac n cheese, hot dogs, fruit snacks and suckers (when deb goes poop) . You also love frozen go gurts. You love books, your favorite toy is pretend mop & broom. When you get something taken away from you, you freak out and arch your back while kicking and screaming. You LOVE TO CLIMB on everything, throw your shoes off all the time. You are still breastfed mostly for naps and sleep.  You give kisses and wave hi & bye. Your hair is blonde your eyes are green/blue. You are such a joy & breath of fresh air. Except when you're sleepy