That sweet little face melts my heart.
Oliver at 18 months is about 26 lbs. He still is a man of few words. He mostly grunts and screams when he wants something. I have started teaching him a few baby signs like "more" when he wants something to eat, because he just gets so frustrated when he can't get his message across. What he does say:
Uh-oh
Mmmmm...
Mm-mm (as in "no")
No
Ba-ba for a sippy of milk. He gets very upset when he is given water instead of milk.
Cheese
Babble (Apple)
OW!!!! (OUT!!!)
Beebee (Baby) (said with much adoration)
Ma (mom)
Da (dad)
Cee (Lucy)
Shooo (shoes)
ba (ball)
And that pretty much sums it up.
He is quite good at sound effects. He growls from the gut when he sees and animal with big teeth. He also makes punching and shooting noises. We have finally trimmed his fuzzy, wild hair. Still seems pretty curly. We'll see how long that lasts... He has turned into a bit of a mama's boy. Nursery is a struggle. He hasn't had a binky for quite some time but found one under his bed and just loves it. If he sees one, he goes a little crazy, but he sleeps fine without one. Sleeping fine is a relative term. I should say he sleeps the same with one as he does without one. After two months in a hotel room when we first moved here, he got used to sleeping in our room. After we moved into our villa and put him in his own room, he climbed out of his crib one day and smacked his face on the tile. It was time to put the toddler bed rail on his crib. In this house, all the doors have handles instead of door knobs, so he can come right out of his room whenever he pleases. He will wake up and wander all the way into our room, climb over my back and sleep between me and Matt. I have stopped waking up for this, so I guess it doesn't bother me so much.
A week ago when he got his first haircut and his toddler rail put on.
Sleeping in our bed. His mom should consider buying pajamas that actually fit him.
He is very good at recruiting his brothers to help him in his times of need (and want).
He likes to do things himself...
He likes to just dip his feet at the splash park... not much splashing happening for him. Everyone comments on his giant, round tummy.
He has major "tude" and when you tell him no, he will go up to someone that wasn't even involoved and smack them or throw the nearest object. We're trying to help him manage his emotions, but to be honest, his parents don't do a great job of it either. Wonder where he got it?? He has quite the stink face as well...




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