Sunday, December 12, 2010

Dear William (16 months)

Dear William,

Today you are 16 months old!

You started walking this month.  You walked across the room on Thanksgiving day.

Since then, you will sometimes walk on your own a few steps here and there, but by far your preferred form of locomotion is to push a chair, toy box, or laundry basket around the room.


You went to go see Santa Claus this month, in the Central West End.  It was freezing that day, and you hated it.  You wanted me to come up and sit beside you.

With Santa


You love opening and closing drawers, cabinets, cupboards, and doors.  There aren't enough baby locks in this world to keep you out of them.


You have started climbing, or attempting to climb, onto or out of things.  This worries me because you have no concept of the laws of physics.  Yesterday you climbed out of your highchair, while you were still strapped into it.  I'm still not sure how that happened.

You are constantly chattering. The other day, you finished your cup of soymilk and said, "More!" just as plain as day. You still say da and dada all the time, and you say mama or mom a lot too. You say mama mainly when you're mad. Like when I'm changing your diaper and you'd rather be playing, you say this "Mo-oooom" that makes it sound like you're a teenager rolling your eyes at me. It's kind of funny.

You started letting us brush your teeth again.  For several months, you refused to let a toothbrush even near your mouth.  I was so worried you were going to end up with hee-haw teeth.  I am much relieved that you are open to the idea of brushing your teeth again.  Last night you even brushed your teeth all by yourself.



Speaking of teeth, you've gotten all your first molars by now.  I am pretty sure you are working on your canines now.  You are drooling a lot and very congested and refusing to eat and a couple times in the past week or so you screamed for a few hours in the night instead of sleeping.  I am hoping that soon, this too shall pass.

Your dad and I had the stomach flu this month and so far, you've managed to avoid getting it.  That is a miracle.  I'm so thankful. You do have a rotten cold right now, or maybe it's just congestion from teething. You like to sleep in the big bed with mommy and daddy when you aren't feeling well. I don't like it when your teeth hurt so bad that you have trouble sleeping, but I do like to have you all snuggled up in bed with me. You're the best thing on earth.

Love always,


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday William
Grandma Barb & Grandpa Bruce