And just like that, you're18 months old.
Noah, how is it possible that you're a year and a half already and closer to two than the day you were born?
Time needs to stand still because I love this age SO much. You're always smiling and laughing (when you're not teething and getting new molars of course, we're up to four now) and investigating new things. Watching you learn just makes me appreciate every little thing about the world around me. Who knew that a pile full of shells along the flower bed would provide over an hours worth of entertainment?
And boy oh boy are you all boy. Sticks and stones and dirt and trucks and cars and "vroom vroom" and "choo choo's" all the time. You love taking walks with your daddy around the house outside and pointing out all the trees and just exploring. We may have let bed times slide on more than one occasion just so we can soak up the sun for just a few more minutes.
Slowing down is not an option at this point. You are full speed ahead and I'm loving every minute of it. Before you started walking, people would constantly tell me "just wait til you can't catch him, then you'll wish he couldn't walk!" but on the contrary, seeing you run around makes my day. I spent 16 months wishing you could he more independent and now that you are, my heart swells. You've always done your own thing, in your own time and in your own way... and it makes me so proud.
You are obsessed with Elmo and you love "Cookie" and anything yellow is Spongebob these days. Your cousin Quorra is your best friend and when anyone says her name, your face lights up, just like hers does when she asks for "wawa" - which is what she calls you.
Chasing the dog around the house has quickly become one of your favorite past-times. You squeal and laugh as the both of you make laps around our tiny house. Bodie loves you and he puts up with more than he ought to, like you pulling on his ears or tail. ;)
You're an adventurous eater and you crave flavor. Your favorite food is mandarin oranges - hands down. Applesauce and yogurt and chicken nuggets are, of course, still everyday staples in our home and even though it took months for you to like them, you eat a banana every day. Just like your dad.
This month you moved up to the toddler room at daycare and it made me realize just how big you are. There are no high chairs and no cribs (meaning we all had to learn what a nap mat was) and you're enjoying every minute of it.
There are so many things I want to remember about this age.
I want to remember the silly way you climb stairs, like a little crab, on all fours.
I want to remember the first time you walked on grass in bare feet, and how you stumbled around for a few minutes but caught on quick.
I want to remember how much you LOVE flags and point them out everywhere we go. No matter how big or how small, you have to show us every single one.
I want to remember how you say "Mommydaddymommydaddy" over and over and over so much that it drives me nuts but I know one day you'll stop so I just listen.
I want to remember how you give the tightest hugs whenever we ask for "lovins."
I live for these moments and try to soak them up. There's only a little bit of baby left in you buddy, I'm just trying to hang on to it as long as I can.