Saturday, June 15, 2013

This little boy went to the market.

Happy 18 months to the boy of my dreams. This little guy has come into my life, taken over my world, and stolen my heart. I adore his little body and soul more than I could ever illustrate in words and that's okay. Our irreplaceable little bond is special. It's ours!

On our way to the Farmer's Market

A year and a half things to remember:

He's started to try to repeat words for us and will try to say everything we ask him to. He can make almost every noise in "Mr Brown Can Moo, Can You?" Every time we read it climbs onto his feet and knocks on the side of the crib during that part.

He loves his books. We probably read ten every day. He sits through even the long ones. We like to rent a big stack from the library every couple weeks to keep things interesting.

He still loooves to nurse. Like crazy. We try to keep it to 3-4 times a day.

He is seriously attached to mama. Major separation anxiety, too. What can I say, we've only been together every single day of his life!

Mama may be his comfort, but Daddy is his favorite to play with. They laugh and laugh until he's red in the face and can laugh no more. They've been playing Hide and Seek and it is soo fun. Daddy hides, Jude seeks.

He is so affectionate and loving. We give countless kisses every day and Daddy taught him big hugs, butterfly kisses, Eskimo kisses.

He sleeps from 7:00-7:00 and still gets up once in the night around 3:00 to nurse. He takes about an hour and a half long nap every day around noon (sometimes we even get 2.5 or 3 hours!)

He repeats everything we do. He throws things away for us, puts on deodarant with the lid on, helps with the laundry and dishes, and even kills bugs. (more to come on that later!)

He eats well. He's not picky and his appetite is steadily increasing.

He has almost all his teeth besides a couple molars in the back and boy are they giving him a run for his money.