Oh, this boy of mine. Can I tell you how in love with him I am? He looks more and more like a little boy to me lately. Especially this month. His eighteenth month. It really has changed him.
He loves shoes and socks. It's so sweet watching him toddle over to me in the morning carrying his shoes to me.
He's busy just like a boy aught to be. Coloring on the walls, pulling everything out of the cupboards, climbing on chairs (onto counters and tables and especially the sink). I rarely see him just walk. He's always running. It really is non-stop action. Sometimes I'm really amazed at how busy he keeps me but I know it will be one of those things that I laugh at later.
It's s fun to see his little personality develop. He's getting to be such a funny little guy. So mischievious. His little smirk when he knows he's into some kind of trouble just kills me.