Well, it's not your birthday or anything, but so many things have been happening in your life recently I didn't want them to pass by without writing them down...
About a month ago (when you were around 19 months), you decided you were all done with diapers. You started taking off your diaper and pants (much to the embarrassment of older brother and sister) and going around "bare bottom" anytime we were at the house (or at the bank, or Target....) You didn't want to be naked for naked's sake alone, but you wanted to use the potty. The big potty. And every time I sat you on it you would successfully use it. At first I fought your impulse, tried to make you wear tights because you couldn't pull them off on your own (I mean it was still 30-40 degrees while this was going on - if we could only make it to warmer weather). You were like a little puppy, sometimes using the potty, sometimes going in the fort, on the pillow, or other "surprise locations." But you insisted, and so I finally gave in. Now you wear your big-girl panties and use the potty more or less like a big girl (though you still like to pull your pants down in public places). And it was all your initiation.
Last week we accompanied Papa on a research trip to Boston. It wasn't exactly the best timing, as the marathon bombing had just occurred, and the police ended up locking down the city and executing a man-hunt for the suspects (cutting the trip a day short, needless to say). Anyway, earlier that week we had been kicking back, talking about how for the first time in about 6ish years we felt like we had finally reached a period of peace as far as bed-time and sleeping through the night was concerned. And then we went on our trip and you realized that you were capable of climbing out of your pack-n-play. That was a very long, sleepless night! But we still held on to hope that you wouldn't think about it when you got back in your crib at home.
Alas, as soon as we put you to bed, out you climbed. And again, and again... Finally you went to bed, only to awake the next morning and fall down the stairs not once but twice!!! The first time you cried and cried but were basically unhurt. We were so confused - you had been going up and down the stairs without a fall. ever. and all of a sudden you fell down the stairs twice in one day. The second time I was at the bottom and you were holding on to the railing, then you started toppling down. That time you pretty immediately got a black eye, though we are thankful that nothing else was hurt. We've been insisting you turn around backwards and scoot down the stairs again. You can walk down the stairs when you're 5!
Otherwise, you are full of expressiveness, and for someone whose taking their good time using words, you sure know how to get your point across. You love to be silly, make jokes, and make everyone laugh at you. And although you don't have many words, you have a lot of silly noises, many of which involve wiggling your tongue around a lot!
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