18 Months Old- Brady

Height: 31.75 inches (27%)
Weight: 24 lbs 4 oz (52%)
Head: 19 cm (89%)

I blinked and he turned 18 months old… He went from this itty bitty little squish with dark hair and blue eyes to a beach blonde haired, brown eyed toddler. This toddler who falls on his sister when she is laying on the floor and proceeds to bounce up and down on her while she giggles at him. He’s got spunk, he’s got sass, he’s a little feisty and such a lover. He likes to cuddle, and climb, and run, and (attempts to) jump. He climbs our stairs both up and down like a pro and is quick as lightening if you take your eyes off of him for a second. He loves basketballs, footballs, soccer balls, and baseballs and if he’s holding one of these, he’s probably throwing it and shouting, “GO” while then running after it only to repeat multiple times.  He knows all about Bucky and the Packers and shouts Go, GOOOOO at the tv.  It’s instinctual! #getsitfromhismama

He’s obsessed with being outside and shouts with glee when he sees a bird or the neighbor’s black lab, Toby (Woby as he calls him). He will stand for minutes upon minutes waiting at the window just to see just a quick glimpse of that dog. And really lets face it, in the toddler world keeping their attention for multiple minutes can be tricky at times.  He loves bubbles, drawing with chalk on the driveway, dancing to music while it plays on the outdoor speakers, and being outside even if it’s 20 degrees and freezing.  He will say, “cold, cold” but still not want to go back inside.

He takes his shoes and socks off every single morning on the way to daycare and every single night on the way home.  He eats like he hasn’t been fed in ages and somehow found a way to make ketchup and marinara sauce a finger food.  He loves to dip! And don’t forget about chips and queso sauce.  Even though it has some spice to it, he eats it right up.

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He refuses to stop for pictures and if the unlikely moment comes where he does actually stop I’m fairly sure he purposely doesn’t look at me just to be a stinker.

He always seems to find the remote, daddy’s iPad, my iPod, or the video monitor.  He knows he isn’t supposed to play with any of the above but does that stop him.  Naaaaaaah.

He loves his sister and is finally at the age when he will willingly go to her to give her a hug or kiss and just want to lay with her.

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His speech has exploded in the last few months, I wish I could tell you how many words he knows but I really have no idea. Well beyond the 20 words his pediatrician asked me today if he knew. The latest phrases he says-

“I did it, mama!” (After sliding down the slide by himself).
“Bye bye guys!” (Or take away guys and substitute in mama, dada, papa, gaga (Grandma/Grammy) in its place.

Temper tantrums are all the rage in our house with this little guy but they typically only last for a minute or two.  This is because he realizes no one is watching him, running to him, or giving him attention while he does it.  Brian and I like to joke that he gets “sniped” which basically means something happens that gets him frustrated, he stops in his tracks, falls to the ground like someone just hit him with a sniper, and proceeds to have his meltdown.  Whether it’s kicking his legs or dramatically throwing his head back while letting us know just how unhappy he is.  Quite honestly, most of the time I find it comical when he does it.  Makenzie wasn’t much for temper tantrums which most people found odd but Brian and I counted our blessings.  So now that Brady does it, I can’t help but laugh most of the times.  Because he’s just so dramatic!

When he falls down, stubs his toe, or trips he immediately gets up, shakes his little finger at whatever he “thinks” made him fall down (i.e. the floor) and will say, “no, no!” It’s adorable.

He has most of his teeth, molars included.  Two of his eye teeth have started breaking the gum line and once these teeth are through, all he will have left will be his 2 year molars.  I swear, he got his teeth so much quicker than Makenzie ever did.

He’s allergic to penicillin, just like his mama, and it seems like if he even gets the hint of a cough it usually turns into wheezing and us breaking out the nebulizer.  Thank you RSV… um, NO.

He goes to sleep easy.  He’s not a “long” napper by any means but generally any where from 1 hr 40 minutes to 2 hours is normal for him.  He’s always been an early to bed baby and that hasn’t really changed.  He is usually sleeping by 7:15p and wakes up around 6:30a/6:45a the next morning.  He took a 2+ hour nap at daycare today and at 6:30 he kept saying, “nigh, nigh”.  So he took a bath, got lotion, brushed his teeth, and put his PJ’s and he was most definitely ready for bed at that point.  I took him in his room, he pointed at his blanket, I wrapped it around him, and then we sat in the rocker and began to rock.  We do this every night.  Sometimes he wants Brian, sometimes he wants me.  Tonight, he asked for me.  I start to rock him and then in the dark room his little voice says, “Row, Row”? And he’s asking for Row, Row, Row Your Boat.  I usually sing the song about 57 times (now who is being dramatic) and he’s sleeping.  We lay him on his belly, he readjusts in his crib, cover him up, and goes back to sleep.  He has however been dealing with a lot of sleep crying or maybe even night terrors.  They always seem to happen about 2-2.5 hours after he goes to bed.  Sometimes he sits up and looks like he is awake but obviously is not and other times he is laying down and crying.  We try to give him a few minutes to see if he can put himself back to sleep and USUALLY he does.  Sometimes we go in there, rub his back, cover him back up and that typically does the trick.

Favorite Foods
Waffles, pancakes, chicken nuggets, buttered noodles, spaghetti, lasagna, applesauce, oranges, bananas, strawberry/banana/yogurt smoothie, fish sticks, rice, tator tots, broccoli, steak, homemade mac n cheese, pizza, garlic bread, chips and salsa, french fries, Portillos, apple slices…. and the list could go on.

His laugh could be mistaken for that of an old man and he’s our happy little BK.  Can’t wait to see what sort of changes he goes through in the next 6 months until he reaches his next big milestone, the big T-W-O!!

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