Wow Stinky it has been a few months since I updated this. You are a naughty, naughty baby. You went for your 18 month old check up when you were 20 months old (thanks to your insurance) She said you were right on track even though I continue to worry about your speech. I sadly don't remember your height or weight they never gave me a paper when we left. I think you were 24lbs. Though I do distinctly remember you saying your name for the 1st time. They called you back and called your name and while taking you to the scale to get weighed you repeated "Hannah" over and over again. You have finally started saying more and more words nearly daily and putting 2 words together.
You are N A U G H T Y!!! You take things and run with them and when stop to act like you are giving them back saying "here" then weight for me or whom ever to get near you to take what you stole and then take off again. You find it quite funny. It is not funny when it is things like drinks without lids that you then spill or dangerous things, or things like mommy's phone or house phone etc. You like to climb and sit on the kitchen table during dinner. You try to escape during diaper changes and how now learned the art of climbing out of your crib over and over again. You continue to take off all your cloths when you are not getting your way including your diaper and run naked.
You have started showing lots more affection. You run up to everyone and hug them and give kisses. When daddy comes home or when you wake up you and daddy play the "ahh" game. He walks in and you always greet him with "ahh ahh" and he responds this goes on for several minutes.
You are helpful. You take notice in things mommy or Jacob in particular needs. When Jacob is sitting in his special chair you push his table over to him so he has toys within his reach. If you see mommy filling Jacob's feeding bag or him sitting on the couch you bring us his IV pole that we attach his feeding pump to rather we need it or not.
You are terrible at the therapy center I take the boys to, but I can't blame you. It looks like a giant indoor playground with trampoline, rock climbing wall, big swings and tons of toys. It is suppose to be for only the therapist and the child using them and I am suppose to keep you quite and contained. So naturally you I have to stand and hold you for the entire 1 1 1/2 hours we are there while you scream, thrash, hit and try to escape from me because you want to get down and pull toys out and climb on things. You like to get away and get on the platform swing.
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| This is you a few weeks ago killing Rock N Roll Mickey in your trampoline |
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| This is you feeding Rock N Roll Mickey your boogers |
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| 1/30/2014 We went to lunch after dropping of the donations in Logan's honor to Oh My Baby. You love pizza. |
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| A moment captured of you 1/2 naked during one of the many moments you go to the kitchen and take off your diaper and try to get on the kitchen table...this day you were ripping apart a picture Andrew made at school. |
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| A night Godzilla refused to go to bed. Instead your brought me your pillow, blanket, toys, a potty chair and were collecting toys and backpacks. You so nicely cheesed for me when you seen I was taking your picture. |
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| A rare Godzilla sleeping moment captured. Even though as soon as daddy tried to lay you down in your bed you woke up scream then escaped. |
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