Spen-J is 16 months old today. HE IS THE BEST. The literal best. We couldn’t have been blessed with a sweeter, funnier boy. (Help me remember that when he’s older.)
At 16 months, his vocabulary and personality are really blossoming. I love watching him think and process things. And he of course has no filter, so he shouts out whatever he’s thinking.
His favorite words and phrases right now: “DADDY!” “Ummmm…what?” “UH OH” “Hello?” and “Booby.” 🙄
I love that he’s starting to actually call us momma and daddy instead of just repeating it when we prompt him to. He runs up to me and yells MOMMA and it melts my heart.
He blows kisses and says “shh shh” with his little finger up to his lips. 😍
He can make sounds for about a dozen animals, but his favorite is to snort like the piggies.
He’s resistant to weaning and in fact is a little obsessed with my chest. It’s not uncommon at all for him to reach down my shirt and start digging around saying “booby? booby?” And trust me, he doesn’t care where we are or who’s around. So… we’re working on that. Yes, we’re still nursing though mostly just at night. Neither one of us really wants to stop yet.
He’s REALLY fast now. Watching him is a workout. He just run run runs all day.
He’s a little parrot now, and repeats me a lot when I’m talking to other people. This makes phone calls and drive thrus very fun.
He’s kind of a picky eater now. So that’s frustrating. He’s a good eater, but hates almost every vegetable. And whatever he doesn’t like gets tossed on the floor with a defiant “no-no.”
He’s the best. ❤️
