So Sam is officially 18 months old today, which seemed like a good reason to get the blog going again - I'm stunned by how fast the time has gone, and by how much he is changing every day...
He's continues to be incredibly physical - and absolutely fearless. At the playground, he scales up ladders and down slides, without a moment's hesitation. Climbing & jumping with both feet, dancing in circles, and more than anything, doing whatever he can to keep up with Josh. They have a new game, basically blowing air at each other, and as soon as he's ready to get up in the morning, Sam starts puffing his cheeks out to let me know he's ready to find Josh... Then he chases Josh around the house, eager to do whatever he wants... Luckily for us, he has remained incredibly good natured, smiley and sweet - he's learned to make a little sound whenever he kisses you, and loves to give everyone hugs and kisses. It seems likes he's on the verge of talking - lots of consistent sounds and he clearly *thinks* he's talking... In the past week or so, he's really picked up "bye bye" - although it sounds like baco baco - and waving from the window.
He had his first "play date" today, although really, it was just Thea's younger brother coming over with Thea so her mom could get some things done... Jasper's just a few days older than Sam, and they've met a bunch at various parties & coop events, plus they share a mutual & desperate desire to be allowed to play at school... they seemed to have an excellent time, even with the always helpful supervision of their bigger siblings.
Thea keeps telling me she's going to marry Josh; I don't have the heart to tell her I think he just wants her clothes...
Then again... she is the kissiest little girl I know!
