18 months!

Today marks 18 months old for everybody's favorite mountain climber.  What a sweet little boy you are, Dawson.  The language is coming fast and furious now, some of your more recent words include kitty, me, eye, ear, juice, sucker and I swear you said bah-room or bathroom today.  Your biggest interests right now include boom-boom's or trucks.  I find you in the toy room scooting trucks across the floor, pushing their buttons to hear lights and sounds and spinning their wheels around and around.  You also love to read the book Doggies by Sandra Boyton.  We read it together almost every night and you imitate many of the doggie sounds including nn...nn...nn,  aa-roo, and woof woof.  You also love any book with boom-boom's or lift the flaps.  


We had your 18 month check up about two weeks ago, which was a little early but we had skipped your 15 month check up waiting for doctor's records and such during the move.  You weighed 24 pounds and were 32 inches long, which puts you right at the 50th percentile for height and weight.  A great place to be!


Seriously, we have never had a kid that could climb and manuever as well as you do at your age.  You regularly climb onto chairs, couches, beds even up onto the computer desk.  Even the very steep hill in our new backyard is no match for you.  Dawson, I call tell you are going to take off running any second.  You want to be able to do whatever your brother and sister are up to.  Recently you just painted your first picture.  That wasn't in my plans for the day, but you insisted because you saw the older two painting.  Right now you have six teeth on top and six teeth on bottom.

Usually I like to take some pictures when I do posts like these.  But unfortunately we have been hit pretty hard with a stomach virus since Wednesday.  Poor Ava had it the worst, and was unable to keep down anything for three days.  Time has just gotten away from me.  Here is a picture of you cuddling on the couch.  Yesterday you had the stomach symptoms, but today you are just running a temperature and laying on my lap all day.  Look at those pink little cheeks and glazed over blue eyes.  Although I don't like to see you sick, we have been enjoying all the cuddling.  Daddy and I have been fighting over who got to hold you.  Happy 18 months old to my sweet little boy!

Off topic in regards to Dawson's 18 months, but on topic in regards to the sickness that has been plaguing our house.  Anyways, I must say I became really worried about Ava when on day two of sickness I asked her what she wanted to wear and she answered "I don't care Mommy.  You pick."  That really is one sick sick Roover.  Honestly this is the sickest Ava has ever been in her life.  But fortunately she is on the mend.  Hopefully Dawson will be feeling better soon also.