18 Months

Henry turned 18 months old on Saturday. Someone please fib a little and tell me that time will slow down for us a bit from now on. I can't imagine him turning two in six short months; they grow up way too fast.

I wouldn't call these his 'formal' 18 month photos, but I had about 20 minutes before needing to run out the door for work on Friday so we had a bit of an impromptu photoshoot on the kitchen table.

He was enjoying the warmth of the sunshine and I was enjoying the warmth of his laugh and smile. He loves these blocks, they're older than dirt and have been played with and abused over the years but that's how we prefer things around here; aged to perfection.

At 18 months of age Henry loves anything with wheels. He'll chase the dogs with his shopping car, roll his hotwheels around the house or flip over one of his larger toy cars so he can play with the wheels. I can already tell that he is going to be mechanical like his Daddy. He loves to eat bananas, jello, chocolate, french fries and fruit snacks (what kid doesn't). If given the choice, he'd give up the sippy cup and go straight to a regular cup, but we're still a bit messy for all that. He eats with a fork and refuses to eat if he doesn't have one. His favorite thing is his blankets and you can often find him dragging two or three of them around at a time. He loves to play in water (and snow). He loves to flip through the pages on his books and watch us point and count to ten. He loves to go down the slide, backwards, on his belly. If given the choice, he'd spend every waking moment outdoors. He barks with the dogs, screams and hollers, says 'mom' and 'dad', 'love you' and a few other little words. He refuses to really talk, the kid is stubborn, but he points to his body parts (pulling up his shirt and showing us his belly button is his favorite). He climbs on everything and is afraid of nothing. He walks up and down the stairs by himself with the help of the railing and loves to rock himself in his rocking chair. He sits on his potty on his own but has only gone in it once. He may watch Mickey Mouse for about 10 minutes, but he doesn't really pay much attention to the television.  He's become more attached to Mommy (but still usually prefers Daddy) and often wants to cuddle in the evening time. He loves to share with everyone but Mommy and Daddy, especially other kids. He's begun to show more affection towards his grandparents as well, which has to be one of the cutest things ever.

Overall I just have a rambunctious, curious, typical boy who is always into something. He is perfect - in every single way. Happy 18 months Little Bit!