My son reached the 18 month mark on Wednesday! The last year and a half has been both the greatest joy and challenge of my life.
This month was marked with mostly verbal growth. He now says go, something that sounds like thanks, done, one and bye. It's getting hard to remember not to use bad words around him! After being among adults for years, it will be a challenge.
He is also playing more independently. His main sitter, my mom, went on vacation this month and John got to spend a week with his Nana instead. He really enjoyed playing with the Little People Carnival and Airport they have there. His favorite thing is making sure all his people are where they belong. If one can't fit on the carnival ride, he gets pretty upset.
Another growth milestone is that he is starting to "count." He will line things in a row, whether it be cans of pop or his Little People, take his pointer finger out and say, "one" (next object), "one" and so on as he goes along the line. I guess when your mother is an accountant and your aunt's teaching specialty is Math, numbers are in your blood. Even if you can't count past one.
With the summer, John has developed an appreciation for watermelon and grapes. I'm glad he's liking "good" food from the start. He does like whatever mom is eating, never dad. I dunno if I'm just an easy target as my cats have in the past sat on my lap and start trying to drink milk from my cereal bowl or get a piece of meat from my sandwich. Anyway, Tim and I were eating a Klondike bar on Sunday and we gave John one of those freeze pops. I'm on the couch and John hands Tim his freeze pop. He then climbs up into my lap and eats my ice cream! I asked, "Did I tell you you could eat my ice cream?" He nods his head yes. We laugh! I told Tim he's lucky since no one tries to eat his food on him. He told me I was just an easy mark for the child and animals we share our house with.
It has been hot out, but John has enjoyed Grandma's pool. He doesn't like to wear his safety devises, so you have to always have a good eye on him. I'm thinking once it starts to get cold for outside swimming, we should take swim classes through the park district. He's a natural. One thing I am thankful to my mom for (even though I'm not good, but I'm good enough not to drown) if for giving us swim lessons the summer she was pregnant/had the girls. Maybe it was to just get us the heck out of the house, be it did teach us to be comfortable around water.
Okay, so here it is. John is eighteen months! Stats on height and weight to come later as our appointment is on the 27th! Now to enjoy the quiet before my boys awake:)

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