Stats: 22lbs 9oz (22nd percentile), 32 ¼ in (63rd percentile)
Clothes: Mostly 12-18 month clothes, with a little in the next size up and next size down (although the shorts in her 18 month pic are 3-6 months! Crazay!). Lots of tank tops, sundresses, and strappy jumpers, but looking forward to skinny jeans and Chucks when the weather eventually cools down, you know, in January.
Favorite Foods: PB & J, fruit of all kinds, but strawberries and grapes are her favorites, black beans and rice, green beans, waffles, pasta, Pita pocket pizzas.
Favorite Words: Hi ("hi-ee"), bye ("eye"), wow, cheers ("ti"), uh-oh, and almost says thank you ("tee-tee"). A week ago she started saying daddy ("da-ee")!
Favorite Activities: Putting toys in bags and carrying them around the house, building with her mega blocks, reading, reorganizing her books from one shelf to the other, dancing, anything involving water (bath time, pool time, water table, beach), emptying her dresser, and, as always, walking.
Least Favorite Activities: The main issue is when her favorite activities have to come to an end. Let's just say we've seen our share of tantrums, thrown when we have to go inside to eat lunch, leave the beach, or when we won't let her run on the sofa or walk into the street. Typical stuff for this age.
Signature Moves: This kid is a dancing machine, and, as a dancer (way back when), it makes me sooo happy! She's got different moves for different types of music, even the slow stuff when she throws her arms out and starts to turn slowly. She's a big car seat dancer, too, and recognizes certain songs right away and immediately gets her boogie on. It's amazing! She's also blowing lots of kisses, and even says "muah", high-fives, and waves when saying "bye".
Momma of the Year Award: Turned my back to rub sunscreen on the Hubs' back and the kid took a swan dive off the sofa, clipped the coffee table, and face-planted on the rental condo carpet. Gross.
Daddy of the Year Award: While splashing around in Crescent Beach, Z was knocked off her feet by a tiny wave and was dunked under. The Hubs was maybe two feet away and scooped her up quickly. After a couple of seconds, Z was totally fine. I, of course, lost my mind.
Milestones: In the last few months, Z has been getting more and more independent, which is wonderful and totally nerve-wracking. She had her annual check up with the neurosurgeon (read about that here), her first visit to the zoo (read about it here), first time swimming in the ocean (here), she's finally kicked the bottle and is finally drinking her milk from a cup (and how awesome to not have to deal with a million Dr. Browns bottle parts anymore!!), she sort of eats with a fork (and by "with", I mean she usually holds it in one hand and eats with her fingers on the other), and has watched Frozen 100 times (but who hasn't?!).
Having an 18 month-old is so hard sometimes. She's testing her limits, thinks discipline is a game (is it even possible to discipline a kid this age?), and it sometimes feels like there are five of her. But the majority of days, being a mom is so much fun. The goofiest personality has emerged and I can't wait to see what she comes up with every day!
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