Thursday, May 04, 2006

Fifteen Months!


Wow Peaches, it's hard to believe that you are a ripe ol' 15 months of age. You've really come a long way since your first birthday. You are now running and climbing, which is a source of constant worry since you have taken quite a few spills. You are also putting everything in your mouth that isn't bolted down. We really need to work on that.

It's been cool to realize over the past few weeks that you understand more words than, "NO PEACHES!" or "NO BITE, PEACHES!" or "NO TOUCH, PEACHES!" When I set you down and tell you to go get your sister, or your grandma or one of the dogs, you go staight to them. You don't really say "mama" or "dada" but you can say, "go go go" like nobody's business.

You are hearing me say, "You're lucky you're cute" quite frequently. It's true. It has been apparent for months that you are going to be trouble and that you will use your cuteness to get out of said trouble. But don't worry. I'm onto you. And about that bottle? It will be no more. No matter how cute it looks dangling from your teeth.

11 comments:

CroutonBoy said...

Happy 15 months, Peaches!

minimal_free_reign said...

Do you think, in fifteen years or so, when your daughters and their contemporaries have their own websites and blogs, that there will be a prerequisite link to "my mom's blog about me" or something like that? What a well-documented generation. We were well-documented too I suppose, but it's so much easier to go online than to get the old videotapes and super 8 films out of the closet. I think it will be an interesting sociological phenomenon. Do you think it will make kids more empathetic towards their parents?

Misfit Hausfrau said...

I'm don't think it will make my kids any more empathetic. They will most assuredly roll their all at all of this. I suck at photo albums and scrap books. This is as good as it's getting at this stage of the game.

The June Cleaver Diaries said...

Jeez, I never thought of that.

I think I'm safe, though because strangely, I don't think I write about my kids that much. I wonder what THAT means???

wordgirl said...

You can't argue about the cutness!

Kristen said...

Ah yes, letting go of the bottle. THAT will be fun for you all. *sigh*

Peaches is adorable...

kimmyk said...

Oh I don't know. She's too damn cute....you're asses are sooo in trouble. And look at her on that dog would ya? I'd have to slap your hand if ya took that bottle from that baby ..look at her layin on her doggie?! She's too cute.

Gonna say it again.....you're sooo totally screwed. Good luck!

Jennifer said...

So funny! I started a blog the night I went scrapbooking because it was so apparent I would forever be a "slow learner" in that arena, but I love to write. Everyone else was filling their pages with photos, grumbling about the need to journal on the pages, and all I wanted to do was write.... I, too, hope my kids will forgive me because of the blog! I LOVE the picture with the dog--she is precious. (And thanks for the flashlight advice, though we intentionally bought a bed with drawers on the bottom so she couldn't imagine anything hiding--no monsters appeared last night so I didn't get to put any hints to work!)

Melissa said...

You're so luck your cute is what I said to Nata for a long time. Now I just tell it to the dog.

Great pictures. She is getting so big.

Queen of this Castle said...

They grow so fast.
Check out my blog, I finally did it. Wish it luck.

MIM said...

She is so cute! And that head! So perfect!

It's a good thing for Bah-bie that she has hair. Her ears are very, very crooked and her head ain't so perfectly round (but shhh, don't tell her).