A, you're more of a toddler and less of a baby with every passing day. Crawling is a mere memory now. You're a multi-tasking marvel on two feet, juggling your sippy cup, snacks, toys and my purse as you careen from room to room.
Your vocabulary includes cat, dog, ball, Mama, Da (Dad), nice, no, yum, nana (banana), agua (water), up, down, nuh (nurse), a (paci) and probably a handful of other words that escape me at this moment. But what you don't utter you certainly understand. For example, if I say "It's bathtime," you pivot away from whatever trouble you were up to (putting toys in the kitchen trash, scribbling on the art table, standing on chairs) and head for the stairs.
Once up, you try to fling yourself into the tub before I remove your clothes and shoes. Then as the bath winds up, I say "Bathtime's over. Ready to get out?" To which you laugh and lie flat in the tub, blowing bubbles in the water. You'll even replace the plug if I fail to stash it out of reach. Did I mention you like water?
Your other loves are Mama (sheesh, are you ever a Mama's girl!) dogs, cats, being outside--particularly at the park and wrestling with your sister. You adore Adriana and Vero, your caregivers at daycare and you'll even ignore me if the grade school-aged boys next door are paying attention to you.
Other milestone updates? We took away your daytime bottles around 13 or 14 months, but we still let you have a paci in the crib, stroller and car. And the big news this week: you've dropped your morning nap and are consolidating your daytime sleep into one big 2 1/2 hour afternoon nap.