19mo of Joy


At 19 months you have lots of words, your first very clear words were No!, Stop!, and Don't!... I wonder why...:-) You call your blanket "ganket" and your water "ahdoo". You call all of us by our names, Mommy, Daddy, Addie or Ad, Bubba (ben) and Tutu (Troy). You get yourself a bowl when you want a snack and you're pretty good at getting your own snack too - although you rarely eat all of whatever it is you grabbed (usually a bar).
You're most hilarious and giddy around 7pm, which is kind of unfortunate because that's your bedtime, but if you stay up later you don't really get crabby, just silly.

You love babies!! You love to talk on the phone with Nana, and ask to at least twice a day. You love dogs (goggies) and birds (tweet-tweets) and horses ( MEEEEEeeeeeee!). And you love shoes, especially other people's shoes. When we are at the beach you are most happiest walking up and down the shore trying on (and stealing) other people's flip flops and sandals. You've asked me to use the potty, and were successful!, but only once. You cry every time I drop you off at Kids Care at church, like it's not something you've done at least once or twice a week for the last 19 months of your life.


You're kind of sassy. You're not a huge fan of any of my friends, except maybe Mrs.Swanson - but even that is ify, Oh but you LOVE Mr. Pollet (sorry Mrs.Pollet!!) and cousin Tyson. You have issues with screaming and giving mean looks to people when you're in a mood, which is so unfortunate because A) It's going to lead to a lot of pain on your hiny, B) You're really super cute and fun and sweet and people don't often get to see that side of you. C) Nobody likes a screamer.

You're my little girl.


You take amazing pictures.



You are fiercely loved.

Comments

Julie said…
Oh man I love her!
2:19 PM
Judy Prince said…
Yep, she's all that and more. Definitely living up to her name. My joy.
8:10 PM
The Brooner's said…
She is beautiful!
8:39 AM
Anonymous said…
She definitely loves her cousin Tyson! :)

Joni~
3:04 PM
Lisa Gomez said…
Awwww... Sweet. She's so cute!
8:29 PM
Anonymous said…
Oh my beauty, she's breath taking.
10:32 PM
Joanna Reynolds said…
That was such a sweet letter to your little one. Left me a little teary eyed. Thank you for sharing it.
7:30 AM
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