Friday, October 4, 2013

18 months old, little Hannah girl

My baby isn't a baby anymore. She's a toddler. She is a running, squealing, giggly, goofy, energetic little toddler. I can't believe she is 18 months old already! That means I haven't been pregnant for 18 months, which is also weird to think.

For Hannah's 18 month celebration we took her out for macaroni & cheese.

She ate and unraveled so I had to pour my wine into her kiddy cup and smuggle it home. Don't judge.

I can't even express in words how much I love her. Jason and I are so proud of her. She just lights up our lives so much.

She had her 18 month pediatrician appointment today. She's in the ~80% range for weight and the ~90% range for height. Still a big girl!

She likes Bubble Guppies and Elmo on TV. She likes to have books read to her - we do so very night before bed and as often as she likes throughout the day. She loves playing outside, especially if there is water involved. She can be quite the stinker - I am constantly reprimanding her for standing up on chairs or in the bathtub. She likes messing with her dog, Benson. She gives great hugs and kisses if you can get her to sit still long enough. Her best daycare friends are Addy and Anish. She really likes to eat and will consume just about anything. Her favorites are yogurt, cereal or crackers, bananas, green beans, and pretty much whatever her parents or anyone nearby are eating. She will lean in for a bite and say "ummm" to get your attention. She uses a ton of words. She can repeat just about anything - or at least try. It makes our hearts melt when she says "mommy" and "daddy." We just cleared out one if the spare bedrooms and made a play room for her, which she seems to enjoy. Jason and I made some shelves for the room. Yes, it would have been a lot easier and probably less expensive to just buy some, but we wanted to make them for her. She loves to show off for people and do "ring around the Rosie," getting especially into the big finish where we "all fall down." She loves her relatives and talks about them a lot. She loves young babies, especially her cousin Nora. She likes to take her shoes and socks off all the time. She wants to put her shoes on but sometimes she can't and she gets really frustrated and yells and throws the shoes. She is a very good listener, although sometimes she is clearly acting out and we have to try not to laugh. She has only had about 3 timeouts at our house. Each time I am pretty sure she had no idea why I was making her sit on the chair in the dining room facing the wall. She has a bajillion teeth in her mouth and her hair is getting long. Her hair is a really pretty kind of sandy blonde with highlights and curls at the ends. She tells us when she poops, and when we change her she yells "ooooh-weeee!" and "kinky!" (her way of saying "stinky"). She calls her pacifier's "kee-kee's" ("binkies"). She still goes to bed really well and almost always sleeps through the night - from about 7:30 pm to 6:30 am. Like clockwork.

She is the greatest little gift.