18 Months

Our boys are 18 months. I can hardly believe it. I am not exaggerating when I say that there was a time we'd never make it through the first year, and then once we did, time started to fly. Just this past weekend I commented to Keith (as we were laying around doing nothing during the boys almost three hour nap) how different our lives were one year ago. Taking care of the boys is still hectic at times, but we have finally found our groove and (knock on wood) it's all more fun than work at this point.


So let's take a look at what 18 month old boys like to do:

1. Shut doors. Any door that is open must be closed. I can be in any room and say "come shut the door!" and one or both boys comes running. I've also figured out that the quickest way to stop a temper tantrum is to open the fridge door, get a bottle of wine out, pour myself a glass and then yell "oooh, the door is open!" while I am putting the wine back. While I chug the wine Pissy Baby becomes enamored with the door and forgets what he was mad about. Here is Cole, shutting the pantry door.

2. Crawl under cribs. For months the boys have watched Madam Fannie take refuge under their cribs. Madam loves her alone time and when we humans get on her nerves she either hides in the closet or under the cribs. C&G used to peer under the crib skirt at Madam, but at some point figured out how to army crawl in there with her. Needless to say, Madam does not go under the cribs much anymore, but look who does!

I love, love a fat baby thigh.

3. Feed himself. Sort of. We're working on this one, but we've definitely made a lot of progress. Messy, messy progress.


4. Find things he should not be using as a toy. Admittedly, all babies do this from the time they can start holding onto items, but this was the first time Grady explored the toiletries in the blue bathroom. Thankfully the cap didn't pop open and spray soap all over the place. Grady was not eager to give up his new found chew toy, but after I opened the pantry door again and remarked (loudly) how the door was still just hanging open and how I would surely appreciate someone shutting the door, he dropped the bottle in favor of the door. Disaster averted!

5. Pretend to be a dog. We took our boys over to the Freeman's for happy hour to catch up and see baby Alex, and what do they do? Act like dogs. I hope this doesn't mean they're going to start peeing on the furniture* and barking at the mailman. Here is Cole, sitting in the Freeman's dog, Ginny's bed. His mouth is open because he is panting like a dog.
6. Roam Naked. Who needs clothes? Not us after a bath! There have been a few peeing on the floor incidents because of naked time, but the Contos reassured us that this is good for potty training in the future.


So there you have it, 18 months. I have to say I love this age, and from what I've heard from friends, it just gets better and better!