Weight: 12 kg (26.5 pounds)
Favorite Activity: You are obsessed with wheels and tires of any kind. We went to school one evening to wear you out...er, play on the playground and you wanted to go see and touch every tire on every car in the parking lot. If something has wheels, you immediately go over and inspect them. Wheels have you fascinated, buddy!
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| Daddy mowed the lawn one evening. You loved standing at the window waving to him, banging on the window, and shouting "Da!" |
Honorable Mentions: You are a building machine! You are going to be an engineer just like Daddy and your Uncle.
| Sorry, buddy...the camera flash was going crazy. |
Least Favorite Activity: You are not a fan of Daddy giving Mama a hug or a kiss. If you catch us, you will screech at your Daddy, rush over, and push him away from me. Don't worry, buddy! There are enough hugs and kisses to go around! We think you just want Mama hugs/kisses, but it's still pretty funny to watch. Usually, once you've gotten Daddy out of the way, you lift your arms up so you can get hugs and kisses. (I secretly like that you are a Mama's boy...at least for now.)
Milestones: Baby's First ER visit which turned into Baby's First Splint which turned into Baby's First Cast.
I had just changed into my pajamas and was in the guest room packing my one box for the night. You were walking across the living room and slid on one of your blocks. You fell, which you have done 1,000 times before. You cried as Daddy picked you up and comforted you. I came into the living room and you reached for me (nothing new). We went and changed your diaper and decided not to put your shorts back on. When we finished, we went back into the living room and read books. You cried the whole time. That is NOT like you. Finally, you calmed down some so I put you down so you could go play. That's when we noticed you weren't putting any weight on your right leg. In fact, you refused to put any weight on it. I looked at Daddy, Daddy looked at me, and off we went to the emergency room. We were so worried we forgot to put pants back on you. Sorry, buddy.
Four hours later...
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| Splint from hip to heel |
The next day, we took you to an orthopaedic doctor (and a parent at Mama's work) and you came home with this:
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| Saddest, cutest cast ever... |
I'm somewhat worried about how this will affect your walking development...but judging by how you're getting around with your cast, you should bounce back quickly.
New Activity: You have started grabbing our hands (or shirts) and pulling us where you want us to go. Where you want us to go is generally to the kitchen so you can eat or play. You love the kitchen. I swear, I'm going to sell all your toys and just let you play with the water bottles and pots in the kitchen.
| Your shirt says, "Sorry ladies, Mommy says No Dating!" |
Words: ham, done, pull, door, kitty, cheese, sad, nose, "Hi kitty!" "Oh dear!" "Oh my!" "Hot dog!" maybe an I love you...your speech is getting clearer every day. Or maybe we're just getting fluent in Wombat!
Signs: Somehow, you have morphed "more" and "eat" into one sign. You sign "eat" while saying "more." It's hilarious but since we know you, we know what you mean and let it slide.
Sleep: The following conversation sums up your sleep fairly often this month:
Daddy: "So, he had a little dance party this morning at 4. You we're pretty out of it so I didn't bother you."
Me: "I was awake..."
Daddy: "You were!? You weren't moving much so I figured you were asleep."
Me: "I was afraid if I moved too much, you'd make me get up!"
Hehehe.... Less 4am dance parties, ok buddy?
Best Moment: One evening, we were sitting in the chair reading books, when all of a sudden you reached your hand toward my face. Generally, that is when you try to put your fingers in my mouth or yank my glasses off. But this time, you reached over, gently tapped my nose, and said, "Nose!" You can't find your nose, but you are an expert at finding mine and Daddy's.
Worst Moment: We have hit full on temper tantrums. Whoa, buddy. You have your Mama's temper. Luckily, you rarely show your temper unless we have you in a situation where you are having fun and then we have to either 1. Make you stop having fun before you're ready (the playground, playing at the soccer game and we wouldn't let you go steal the soccer balls the teams were using to warm up) or 2. Make you leave before you're good and ready. Daddy and I work hard together to not give in and we're hoping this will pass quickly.
| So this thing dips the eggs in the dye, huh Mama? Interesting... |
Favorite Foods: Anything! I swear you act like we're starving you. You must have a hollow leg. You are a big fan of the organic fruit/veggie pouches that I found at the grocery store. Anything in a pouch you like these days! Pouch fruit and ham. Heaven knows you love ham.
Eating: Your favorite sign is eat. All you want to do is eat. I hope it's a growth spurt because I'm almost nostalgic for your picky toddler eating days!
Teeth: Maybe we're done until 2 year molars? I hope, I hope.
Oh and this!
Can we just talk for a second about how incredibly smart you are!? I'm constantly surprised by what you are doing, what you can do, and what you know. While watching an episode of Super Why, Red was sounding out the word "stairs." When she got to the "T," you immediately replied "T!" When she asked what letter that was.
You continue to love letters. I found a board book I purchased way back when I was in college that has letters and sliding panels. Well, that book made me just about the coolest Mama ever. Mother of the Year...right here. Right now, you know 14 letters pretty consistently and 4 are still kind of shaky. Pretty impressive for 17 months old! (At least I think so!)
At the orthopaedic office, your doctor was fascinated by the fact that we were teaching you to sign. "Is he hard of hearing?" He asked. Nope! We're just giving you one more way to communicate with us. We think you're pretty cool...but it's always fun when you impress other people, too.




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