We find ourselves once again at the 25th of the month, adding one more month to your tally. I have to tell you, I'm not sure how or when it happened, but there is hardly any baby left in you. You are all toddler. A funny, sassy, sweet, pĂcara, happy, studious, observant, goofy, loving, incredible fifteen-month-old.
The way you talk and use your words is astounding. I've lost count of your words, and you add new ones daily. One of your favorite things to do is read books with animals in them, and make the animals' sounds. You can do frogs, hens, roosters, chicks, donkeys, dogs, cats, mice, birds, owls, sheep, cows, horses, turkeys, pigs, ducks and probably more that I've forgotten. You have distinct words for all the members of your family, and often the first word you say in the morning is "Sisi". You ask for milk and water, say please and thank you, can say popcorn, cheese, apple, bread, bean, and I swear you asked for broccoli the other day. You are constantly asking for a book, and can request Maisy by name, as well as Babies on the Move (you say Mooove). I love your darling little voice. Today you requested to brush your teeth quite insistently. You can identify your eyes, nose, knee, ears, mouth, teeth, hair, belly, hands, feet and toes (with words for most of them). You can say shoe and baby, kitty and nurse, all your most favorite things.
You dressed as an elephant for Halloween, and were a little unsure about the hood on your head. You enjoyed walking with your sister, though, and would say "trick or treat" at each house and hold your bucket for candy, with help of course.
You learned how to stack a tower of three blocks this month, and I was so proud. You would clap your hands after creating your tower and were so proud of yourself.
You explored at the Children's Museum this month, especially enjoying the water and ball rooms. You love doing anything that makes your feel big. You sit with your sister, you want to do everything yourself and the way that the grown-ups do it. You are smiley and so independent.
You absolutely love to read, by yourself or with anyone with a lap to spare. You will ask for "Melmo" on tv and in books.
You got to see snow again, this time walking by yourself and exploring the world around you. It was hard for you to stand back up after tipping over because of your boots and mittens, and weren't crazy about that cold, wet stuff on your fingers.
You are snuggly and lovely and happy and so much fun to be around. You've also been biting, which is less fun, though you always laugh, thinking it is really funny. You grab things from Sofia, pull her hair and pinch her face. You also hug and kiss her more than anybody, and love to wrestle with her on the floor and play any game that she or you imagines.
You are wonderful, my peanut butter. Happy 15 months. I feel so fortunate.
Love,
Momma








