Sunday, May 3, 2015

one and a half

As of May 1, we have an 18 month old.


Elsa talks. A lot. I did it, more, please, sure, no, Momma, Dad, up, down, car, truck, eyes, nose, baby, bubbles, hi, bye, ball, swing, cheese, outside, got it, and on and on...If you can't understand what she is telling you, she is quick to grab your hand and show you.




 She is quite the monkey - climbing up stairs and the slide (both up the steps and up the wrong way), and trying to scale up the cabinets when she wants to play in the sink.

She can be rambunctious sometimes, but on the rare occasion, a bit shy.

She sings. She dances. She colors.

She runs. She jumps. She cheers and waves. Wholeheartedly. 

When she smiles, she smiles big, scrunching her nose and squinting her eyes.

She hugs. And kisses. And loves to snuggle (errr sleep on top of me). 



We're just along for her wild ride...





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