Baby, family

One and A Half

I’m very behind on this post. In fact, I completely forgot about it until I came across my one year post the other day and remembered that I used to do these. Oops! No time like the present, right?

Stats for One and a Half Year/18 Months

27.5lbs, 33.35″ tall.

  • Diaper Size: Pampers Swaddlers 5, CD Large/Extra Large. Most of our CDs don’t fit well anymore. It makes me sad :(
  • Clothing Size: 2T for the most part. Starting to fit in some 3T.
  • Nicknames: Monkey, Baby, Little Man, Stinker, Turd.
  • Teeth: All of them, with the exception of his 2 year molars. Two of his incisors are only halfway through though (top)
  • Became huge fans of the experimental farm
  • Loves to dance, jump, run and spin
  • Doesn’t have too many words. Mostly copy-cats. Loves to say “nooooo”, “Bye” and “Uh-Oh”
  • Still loves antagonizing the animals.
  • We hang out with his pals Gus, Isla and Wesley as much as we can
  • Very picky about his food! Only loves things out of a box with as little colour as possible.
  • Went as Chewbaca for Halloween
  • Loves making art. Painting and playing with markers are his favourite
  • Being outside is his favourite thing.
  • Discovered he may have a fish allergy – Fish and Chips resulted in Exorcist style puking. All. Over. Me.
  • Loves to Help. Putting away dishes, doing laundry and carrying boxes, and sweeping are his favourite chores.
  • Hates sleep. We are lucky to get 3 hours at a time
  • Sleeping in his own room, in a big boy bed!
  • Loves giving kisses and hugs.
  • Can sign “Thank you”, “please”, “More”.
  • Obsessed with Elmo and Barney
  • Bubbles make him happier than anything else in the world
  • Had his first concussion. Sigh.
  • Tantrums ahoy! Thus begins the wrongly named “Terrible Twos”.
  • Momma discovers Waldorf style parenting
  • First bad stomach flu (for the whole family)

I have to say, having a toddler is the most amazing and horrible experience in the world. They are such little individuals, so full of love and emotion. I desperately wish he could communicate with me more clearly. The tantrums and sleep avoidance is hard. Very very hard. I have a hard time keeping my cool when our strong little boy is punching me in the face. I’m doing my best to stay calm, but it’s tough. Time-outs have begun, with mixed results. I love seeing his personality develop, and watching him have real and true interests and interactions with the world around him. Stranger Danger is pretty much gone, though he definitely turns into a shy boy for a few minutes before he gets comfortable with his surroundings.

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