Oh, How She Grows.

LO is starting to fit into 18 month clothes. Not her legs yet, they aren't that long. But shirts and dresses. She has learned how to wave, clap, high five, low five, and strum her lips like a guitar. She can pick up a ball and call it by its name. She says mama and dada. She can point at pictures of other babies and say baby. When she waves, she says bave. When she wants milk, she says mimi mimi. 

She has also found her whining voice. Oh, gosh, she is such a good whiner. She is tall and almost walking. She talks constantly. She doesn't sleep. Her teeth want to come in so badly, but they aren't. She gives mama kisses and hugs that nobody else gets. She loves to hide behind curtains and jump out. Or squat lower than the couch and jump up. Or hide behind me and jump from side to side. 

LO loves her dinosaurs possibly the best of all her toys. She loves climbing and is always extremely proud of herself. She loves her kitty and puppy, even when her puppy has extreme jealous. She is starting to hate clothes again, but hasn't figure out how to pull them off yet. 

She is incredibly intelligent, almost ten months, beautiful, stubborn, super silly, and her own person more every day.