Letters to Charlotte: 17 Months
Another month has passed, and I can’t believe you are nearly a year and a half old! I am absolutely loving the stage you are in right now, and am trying to soak up the tiny pieces that are left of your babyhood as well as your new, larger than life toddler antics and personality.
Personality- you’ve certainly got one! You are loud, opinionated, and stubborn. When we ask you to do something that you have no interest in doing you simply look us in the eye, shake your head, and very calmly say “no”. The other day at about 7 am you grabbed a box of crackers from the cabinet (you LOVE crackers) and brought them to me. I said no, we aren’t having crackers for breakfast. Immediately, you took the box into the living room to ask your Daddy to open them for you. Little stinker. You need to learn now- Daddy and I are a united front: no crackers for breakfast!
You are loving summertime. We took you to the splash pad at the zoo last week and you took off without so much as a glance back in my direction, and had a blast running through the water and splashing in the fountains. Our friend gave us a water table this week, and you have had a lot of fun playing with that too. You also adore having your Daddy home for the summer, and you two have been singing, reading books, and playing instruments. You sure are a lucky girl.
At 17 months, You weigh 23 pounds, 14 ounces and are in size 18-24 month clothes and size 4 diapers. You STILL only have 4 teeth (???) but have no problem chewing any food we offer you. You are still talking up a storm and are currently very interested in body parts, and want to point out every one’s noses, ears and eyes on a regular basis. This week, I showed you where your belly button is, and you think it’s so funny to point to it, but get confused when you can’t find it when you are wearing an outfit that doesn’t lift up and show your tummy- ha ha!
You are a sweet, loving, empathetic little sister to Grayson, and you still love to give him hugs and kisses. One habit that isn’t so endearing is how you react to his retching and throwing up. Whenever he starts that, you start coughing with him, making yourself gag until you almost throw up. Then you will go get yourself a throw-up blanket to wipe your mouth. Good grief, child.
Charlotte, I can’t imagine life without you, my hilarious little sidekick. I love you so much- Happy 17 months!