Today our little man turned 18 months old. Where does time go? Seriously?? It feels like just yesterday I was looking at a 3 pounder with amazement, wondering, "How do you change a diaper on a baby this little?" Today I wonder, will he lay still for me to change him or will he be off and running before I can get a new diaper on him!
At Owen's well baby check today, he was 33.5" tall (85th percentile), 25lbs 6oz.(45th percentile) and his head is 19" (85th percentile). His pediatrician said he looks great.
Owen is a very happy, smiley kid, but he's definitely testing his boundaries and has been known to throw a dramatic little fit or two. He says, "Mama, Dada, Papa, NahNah, Woof, Quack, Ding (which sounds more like Ging), bubbles, Ronda, and Toot-toot (into a paper towel tube). He nods and shakes his head. He makes Ronda nervous every day because he walks forward while turning his head and looking backwards. He loves to read books and will get a stack, then crawl up in our laps and want us to read to him. We have one book, Snuggle Puppy, that is set to a song. He gets that book and rocks back and forth, asking us to sing it to him!
He loves water and fusses everyday when Ronda makes them go inside from the pool or the water table. He loves to go for rides in his wagon and is especially happy if we come across a doggie on our walk. We have to watch him though - he's known for dropping his hat over the side of the wagon and making us have to go back to get it.
He loves to "help" turn off the lights, put his jammies in his hamper, put his shoes on, etc.
Overall, he is doing wonderfully - exactly what he should be doing at 18 months. Now, if only we could stop time for a bit so we could enjoy it for longer....every mom's wish I'm sure!
Feeding the goats
