Sixteen Months

Well Grace - I always think that things can't get even better....but they do. You are WALKING.  On January 8th, I came in to daycare to pick you up and you took a couple steps towards me.  I thought that would be it, you had been doing that for a bit....but then you took even more! Over the last few weeks now, you've gotten so good at walking....people think you've been doing it for months.  You are SO proud of yourself - and rightfully so!  You love when people chase you and the fact that you can get anywhere you want to really makes you happy.  We can't believe how big you look now that you are walking.  We realize how TALL you are! You are such a little peanut - but you certainly have your dad's height.

These days you LOVE Lila.  I swear you will say Lila before Mom. You say Da-Da a lot, know what a ball is - and definitely point to Lila and make a noise like you are trying to say her name. You love waving (sometimes you get up from your nap and just start waving).  Every night before bed, after your bottle, you wave...even if nobody is around.

What I love MOST these days is how much you love books.  Not even just a little bit - but a lot. You grab them and when we ask if you want to read one - you come right over to sit on our laps and read.  You are so curious and patient. 

The struggle these days, is getting you to eat anything other than hot dogs. I know it sounds disgusting (some day you are going to look back at this and think WHAT?!?!) but you eat hot dogs like they are going out of style.  Each night, I try to get you to eat something else first, but you throw it on the floor.  I think you have me figured out though - because I'll eventually bring you a hot dog and you give this laugh like you are saying "Hahah - suckers!".  You know what you want and how to get it.

Right now you are at Grandma's house for the weekend.  I often talk about how much work it is taking care of you alone every day...but in the end, you being gone is like I'm not here.  I can't believe how much you mean to me.  I wouldn't trade anything for you.

Happy Sixteen Months my little girl.
Tiffany