A Year and a Half

Levi is now 19 months, which means it's time for his 18 month review. His little piece of paper with his stats from the doctors office has been laying around forever, taunting me to get this done. 

Weight: 23 lbs

Height: 33 1/2"

Let's be honest, in the LDS community, when you hear a child has turned 18 months, it's kind of a big deal. No, huge deal. They are now eligible for nursery! Can I get a hallelujah!? Levi, baby, I love you, but you are crazy! I was often chasing you through the hallways because you like to talk a lot and scream a lot and run a lot. You are a busy boy. Nursery has been great. I walk to the door and the nursery workers snatch you right out of my hands before you even know what's coming. You are really clingy and going through that "I only want my mom" stage. You calm down quickly though and have so much more fun playing with toys than sitting with me in Sunday School. This was after his first time at nursery. You left church naked because you had a blow out. I'd say it was a successful first week.

The chickens kind of freak you out sometimes. Especially when you run away from them and they follow after you. However, I often find you with a stick "Hiya"ing them. 

You found your brothers cape and wanted to wear it for several days straight. Seeing you run up and down the hallway with it flowing behind you was possibly the cutest thing ever.

You've got a serious sweet tooth. I'm pretty sure you ate 3 valentine cookies today. While you like to eat a lot, you're also a picky eater. You love any and all fruits, a decent amount of veggies, you could probably inhale a whole carton yogurt and you shovel fits full of craisens in your mouth. you are probably the most hydrated kid I know though. I wouldn't dare leave the house without your sippy cup because you usually ask for  "agua" every five minutes. You have to have it whenever you go to sleep. I even hear you wake up throughout the night to take a drink and then fall back to sleep. 

While you've been much more rambunctious, active and high pitched lately, you're so much fun. I can almost always find you with a train in your hand, asking me to put it together. You understand so much it's crazy. I've even been able to bargain with you lately. I fear for your older brother because you can already torment and beat him up. You absolutely love to be outside and hate when I lock the back door when it's time to stay inside.