I can't believe it, but John is officially 18 months old. He is a snuggly little guy with a great arm and a wicked temper! His vocabulary has recently exploded. Some of his favorite things to say are "happened?" (what happened?), "fishit"(fix it), and "ahveet" (have it!). He is frequently heard requesting "shows ... Emmo" (Sesame Street), "lilk murr"(more milk), and "naa" (banana). And, of course, his bedtime friends "Ma" (Llama), "La" (Lila - the bulldog), and "linkit" (blanket). He loves to run and dance and knock down block towers that his big brother builds for him. He is great at giving kisses and hugs and (his very favorite) high-fives.
Here's John riding Pumba at ToysRUs:
John sporting some rock-star glasses and lips-kazoo he got at his friend Zack's birthday party:
Everything is a hat to John, even his cereal bowl:
Cowboy John:
John's 18mo. portraits. Here he is "dancing":
Our not-so-much-a-baby-anymore John, 18 months:
