Today is the day that Grey turns eighteen months old. sigh.
That means:*it's time for nursery!!!!!!!!!!:)
*he is learning and saying a new word each week
*he is learning to hit his older sister just because he likes to hear her scream
*he is also learning to "air" hit because just maybe his arms will reach across the dining table to hit his older sister:)
*he loves the words "no, no"
*he is learning animal sounds. He can say moo, and laughs pretty hard when he hears others oink like a pig.
*he is practicing walking "really fast" back and forth throughout the house
*he now has his 4 molars in, so hopefully he'll have a break from teething for a while
*he is learning the art of fake crying
*he melts my heart when I peak into his room and see him playing quietly in his crib after his nap, or...
*he makes us laugh when he gets something taken away from him and blabbers something to us that sounds like he is really, really mad
*that even though I have loved this age from birth to eighteen months, I am really looking forward to the next eighteen months to see what my little buddy becomes!
Love you Day bud!!
