The stats: I'm just short of 22 lbs, and wearing the 18 month clothes now. Sleeves and pants are a little long still, but my tummy stays inside my shirts and the leggings aren't major squeezers.Favorite place: Our new house! It's great! I have a new bedroom that actually has a closet in it. And mom gated off the living room and filled it with my toys. I can put anything in the room in my mouth, and I can't get hurt! There's so much to do that I haven't noticed I'm in a giant baby cage... or that I can't get to the stairs and climb them 50 million times each day. Mom and Dad might even have to stop calling me Sir Edmund Hillary.
Things I like: Fans and light switches. When I see a light switch, I scream and point until someone walks me over and lets me turn it off, on, off, on, off, on. I also like to point out fans and demand that they be turned off, on, off, on, too. Also, I like baths. Sometimes I crawl over to the tub, start clapping, then try to climb in. If my parents actually let me take a bath, I like splashing, dumping water on my head, and dunking myself. I think submerging my whole face and blowing bubbles underwater is hilarious, despite the fact that it gives my mom a panic attack. Things I don't like: Being held by anyone other than my mom, dad, or my grandmas. I know this is silly behavior and undermines my Generally Agreebale Baby reputation, but them's the breaks. I also don't like getting my nose/face wiped, which happens a lot, since I rub food all over it (and in my hair, usually) every time I eat. Plus I've had a cold for like two weeks. Whenever I see someone coming at me with a tissue or the intent to dam up my faucet of a nose, I crawl away at top speed, contort my body, yell, and usually throw in some other evasive maneuvers. I am aware that Generally Agreeable Babies don't generally do this, either.
I just found out about: Christmas. It's this really great holiday when there is a surplus of brightly colored paper. Sometimes the paper is wrapped around packages (great for climbing!), but other times it's left shredded and unattended on the floor (great for grabbing and eating!). Christmas also means seeing lots of family members who love you and want to play with you, which is great. The downside: sometimes they want to hold you, too.
Major accomplishments: I've gotten really good at standing without holding onto anything. I can also walk around things, as long as I'm holding on, and push my push toys across the room. I can say "mama" and "dada" pretty convincingly, although Dad still thinks I'm just babbling. I can sign "all done" when I'm done eating, wave hello and bye-bye. I have six teeth, and I can chew up crunchy foods pretty well. I'll try any food you give me and like to eat what my mom and dad are eating (for this, they are very grateful). I give great open-mouthed, super drooly kisses.
