Dear Reagan: 18 months

As promised: Reagan's 18 month update.

I mainly write these updates for myself. It is easier to upload a few pictures and type things out fresh in my mind than it is to get around to scrapbooking. So then when I do finally get around to scrapbooking, I have quick easy access to what photos were in that age range...and what exactly was going on. But, I know a few people like reading them too...so...read on!

Dear Reagan : 18 months.

You are a ball of energy.
You love to run and you recently learned to JUMP!

You weigh just barely 25 pounds and I am not sure how tall you are, but you are pretty tall.
You are wearing almost all 18 month clothes.
You have a mouthful of teeth! People always ask how old you are when we are out and about and when I say "he just turned 1 and a half" they almost always comment on how many teeth you have. So weird.
You are down to 1 nap a day, which typically ranges between 1 and half to 3 hours long.

You are definitely a talker. To anyone and everyone.
You can say SO MANY words. Daddy, mama, grandpa, papa, Jordan, thank-you, (you're) welcome, ball, basketball, vroom vroom, Kya kitty, apple, yum yum, cookie, cracker, juice, puppy, bird, bubbles, one, and two are just a few off the top of my head.

You have a serious love for vehicles. Cars, trucks, vans, tractors, trains. You LOVE them!

You also tend to be a little OCD.
You are always lining things up perfectly, or stacking things perfectly...and you do not like when things are out of place.

You love to be outside. You love rocks and dirt and sticks.
You also love your daddy.

You love to be a helper. Some chores that I give you are: take dirty dishes to the kitchen, help pick up toys, throw certain things away, and put dirty clothes in the laundry basket.

Your dad is jumping on board thinking you will be left-handed. You have definitely always favored it and still do. I guess only time will tell.

You are so good at nap time and bedtime.
All we have to do is tell you its time for nap or bed and you grab a few toys and walk right into your room and wait at the crib. It is so sweet!

I feel like I am always cutting your hair. If we wait too long the tuft gets out of control.
Speaking of which...we will probably cut it again tonight.

You really do have a sweet personality, it is rare when we have to discipline you. On the occasional meltdown (usually due to being overly tired or not feeling well or hungry) you can be crazzzzzy strong-willed though.

You favorite show is Umizoomi. It is the only show you get excited about and you will actually sit through a whole episode.

You have some problems sharing, but whenever we spend time in the nursery or with your cousins we get to practice that. I have a feeling 3 months from now and a little brother will cure that problem.

You don't like to cuddle and HATE to be restrained.
But you also do not like playing by yourself and always have to be RIGHT NEXT to me. I am constantly tripping over you.

I am interested to see how you will handle being a big brother. I keep telling people that I honestly think you will just ignore him at first.

Nope...thats not a tacky cell phone.
It's my obnoxiously annoying heart monitor. 2 days down...12 to go.

To the boy who made me a mama.
I love you!
I love watching you learn and grow...and I love to see your personality develop.
You are so much fun!
I look forward to these next few months as you meet your brother and your life is turned completely upside down. I just know you two will be best buds...and I am anxious to see that friendship grow.