Your now a true little brother, poking, pinching and nudging big brother out of the way. Staking your claim.You adore your brother. Always right by his side, playing with cars and tossing around a ball.You love your hot wheels, balls, fuzzy stuffed animals and small toys that you strongly clutch in your little hand.
Your still a little peanut, who loves to give huge big open mouth kisses.
Your little giggle is contagious. It fills a room with so much joy.Your voice is sweet to hear. Your words are amazing- woof, up and go are just a few you know.Your red curls matted down when you wake up from your slumber. I’ll shed tears when it’s time to cut them.Your big blue eyes as they light up when you spy me at the door, during daycare pick up. When I lift you up you wrap your arms around me and snuggle into my chest. My happy moment.You’re a mommy’s boy. You hang out under my feet when I’m making dinner, begging to be picked up.
You still despise your car seat. You arch your back, twist and turn as soon as I attempt to sit you down.Your not ready to give up nursing just yet. I’ve tried. And failed. Maybe this month? Just know you won’t be nursing at three or four. This mommy has a limit. You’ve been warned.
Your walking now. On the day you turned 16 months. Your officially a toddler.