15 months!

I am 15 months old today! Time sure does go by fast. I am doing all kinds of new things these days. For starters, I've graduated from walking to running. I mostly like to run from mom when she tries to put my clothes on me in the morning. There's just something so free-ing about being in my diaper.

I don't have to go in for another check up until I'm 18 months old so we're not sure exactly how much I weigh or how tall I am. I've gotta be gaining weight though because I eat like a horse! If I'm not sleeping, I'm eating. We have to go outside and play a lot or else I would eat all day long. The kitchen is my favorite room. I know the food lives in there! When I get up from my nap I always reach for the kitchen first. Some of my favorite foods are cheese, blueberries, dried apricots, apples and prunes, rice cakes, toast, eggs, and dad's pancakes! On Saturdays he makes me really cute teeny tiny pancakes. I of course devour them.

Even though I am already a great communicator, I am learning some sign language to tell mom and dad what I want. So far I've learned "more" (this is essential when my food runs out) and "please"...sort of. For that sign mom says I am suppose to pat my chest but instead I pat hers, or dad's, whoever is closer. They just laugh at me. I can also sign "crab", "lizard", and "crocodile". I'm a big animal lover.

I say lots of words these days. (At least my parents understand me.) My favorites are: cheese, blueberry, banana, apple, ball, balloon, birds, go, woof, keys, shoes, socks, ears, and cracker.

Another fun fact about me is that I am a clean freak. Somehow the recessive genes of my parents got passed on to me. When I am outside I pick up leaves and throw them away. If they are on park benches I pick them off one by one and make a neat pile. If I fall down and my hands get dirty I ask mom to clean them right away. Also, at home when I am done eating I always take my bowl or plate to the kitchen and put it up on the counter. And after I get my diaper changed I like to take it and throw it away. Mom says I'm a good little helper, I say someone's gotta do it!

I still give the sweetest kisses too. However, mom and dad are always giving me kisses so sometimes, when I am in the pouch with dad and mom is walking beside us, I will take his face and shove it over to her to make them kiss. Mom thinks dad put me up to this... but I swear it was all my idea!

Well, that's all for this month! See you soon!