Dear Liam Bird,
Eighteen months, a year and a half, that's how old you are today. How in the world?! Sweet boy, this is the month that you have ceased being a baby to us and are on your way to little boyhood. You just seem so grown up to your mommy and daddy!
You are growing at the speed of light, Liam! I don't know your exact measurements or weight but, trust me, you are getting very big. You are wearing 18 month clothes and a size 4 or 5 shoe and size 4 disposable diapers. You are still eating everything you can get your hands on!
I think you may have actually slimmed up a bit this month with all of the running around that you do on a daily basis now. You have become even more adept at climbing. You can climb into the rocking chair and attempt to climb over it, as well. You have also been using the empty suitcase from our recent vacation as a climbing toy (we should probably put that away). Thankfully, you've shown no interest in climbing out of your crib! You love to stand on your head and turn somersaults with our help. You still love being thrown in the sky and spun around in circles, such a fun loving little lad!
Liam, you seem to have developed some phobias this month. You are afraid of grass, to the point of tears and trembling. You rate shaggy carpet in the same category as grass, but are less afraid of it. Still very unlikely to touch it willingly with your hands (which makes for an interesting time when you are trying to stand up). And you were recently around a dog other than Gus whose barking made you freeze in terror and cry and cry. We feel badly for it, but sometimes we have just had to laugh a bit when your pitiful little lip turns down over these silly things. You are learning all about the world around you right now, and I'm sure you will be used to these things in no time.
You are such a good traveler, you seem to love an adventure just like your mom and dad. As long as there is something new to see, you are content to sit in your carseat or stroller for hours. We are also very thankful for your great sleeping habits. They seem to be maintaining even during some horrible bouts of teething. You currently have 5 teeth trying to break through your poor swollen gums, we are hoping they pop through soon, buddy.
They always say that kids don't need toys because they will play with anything. This has become increasingly true for you. Your favorite toys right now are: shoes, cabinet drawers, suitcases, tv remotes, the travel changing pad from your diaper bag, and a fitted crib sheet that you continually remove from its spot in your changing table. You are such an entertainer, Liam. You are constantly cracking us up with your silly dance moves and antics. The best part is, you know you're funny and you laugh at yourself. So precious.
Wiggs, it seems like the older you get the more we love you. So I guess that is consolation enough for you growing so big, so quickly. You are loved so very very much. Your dad and I miss you when you are asleep and revel in the time we get to spend loving on you. We are so blessed by your sweetness, but we would love you just as much if you weren't as sweet.
Love you forever,
Momma
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