Sunday, November 27, 2011

18 months old

Happy 18 months, kiddo.

He's always known what he wants. But now he'll throw epic tantrums if we don't genuflect to King Fletcher, Almighty Ruler of Schultz Land.

He moves constantly, climbs everything, runs long distances in an irresistible prance, is getting even more teeth (will have 16 by Christmas), loves pasta and pizza more than any other foods, refuses to subject himself to diaper changes unless he's given an extra special "toy" (must be new with every diaper changing... we're running out of ideas here...), sleeps indefinitely if you don't wake him up, loves being outside, and says "dada" and "momom." We're working on other words too.

two of a kind

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