Elijah is now eighteen months old... a year and a half! Does that mean I can officially stop counting months and just say that he is a year and a half? Hmmm, I think so. So I guess my monthly "...and counting post" may change.
We have been going to the play gym at the community center and he loves it! Mostly he drives one little car to the next and occasionally picks up a mini street sign or a ball. He loves to play ball.
You realise how often you do do something when your little one copies you. With every smooch there is always a "MMMWAH", with every hug there is a "OHHHHH", and with every warm shower a "AHHHH". Elijah has added a few more words to his repertoire including- home, no, elbow, knee, penis, and bravo, but he spends most of his vocal time meowing. Speaking of cats...Eli picked out a brand new flowered Hello Kitty water bottle, he is so excited about it that his water intake has increased dramatically. I think Cats are the new Dog this month.
Elijah still always wants to help clean up, and now he loves to throw things away. I gave him his disposable night time diaper to throw in the garbage and he did so promptly. I was proud. Lunch rolled around and I took a pot out of the cupboard lifted the lid and found the diaper. Okay he is also into taking things out of the garbage. He adores laundry time now, riding the elevator, pressing the buttons, pushing the coins in, what excitement!
He is eating well, he gobbles up oranges insanely fast, couscous is always a hit, and he is loving longan berries. We have also had great success with poops on the potty, but he will not go without a few stories being read to him. Did I mention that he is obsessed with books?! I have to go to the library constantly because I am bored of reading the same books over and over. He will sit through ten full stories at time if not more. "more, more, book".
He makes us smile and giggle all the time with his crazy antics, playing his mini guitar and singing away, chasing the cat till it hides under the bed, riding the porcelain cat statue, playing basket ball with the vases, (yes we have moved into a beautiful furnished place), waking up saying hello to us, and splashing his own face with water in the tub and waiting for us to laugh. Elijah also loves to walk down the street holding Dans hand (he will never hold mine), and I love watching them. He has grown so much but he is still so little.
Happy half Birthday
