18 Months Old







Rowan went to a barbershop this time and now, his long hair is gone! He will be 18 months old next Monday, but so far...whew, raising a boy is wayyy different than raising a girl. There are some similarities but in Rowan's case, he is on the go constantly. He either wants to eat or go someplace, either on a toy car or in the real car. Feta can barely hold him because he will just wiggle out of his arms. He now hates his face washed, so you might still see dinner on his face. He loves ice cream, just like his sisters and daddy. He finds it thrilling to snatch a remote or someone's phone and dashes off with the contraband. Rowan has already taken the laptop apart (his oldest sister was not too thrilled with him at that moment). He thinks dog food is just delicious and if you leave something that is scoopable, he will scoop the dog water out with that object. There is nothing worse than wet socks (especially after you just put them on). Just the other day, Feta caught him eating cereal out of the toilet bowl. Don't be surprised if the next time someone visits us, we might be wearing straitjackets and rocking back and forth, saying, "Cuckaoo cuckaoo."

1 comment:

Unknown said...

If only I knew how to spell the sounds of laughter!
~lots of laughter, ahh ha ha ha~
here, this might help:

Written Laughter