Belle turned 18 months old last week. This age is so much fun. She is a little ball of excitement and playfulness. She threw a royal tantrum at her check-up. She clearly remembers her 12 month shots and doesn't want anything to do with the doctors or nurses. It was hilarious. As they were trying to weigh her she was throwing herself all over the place, but as soon as they walked out the door she let me weigh her. 18 pounds.....such a petite little thing. She wears 12 month clothes and size 3 shoes. She doubled her teeth this month from 3 to 6. She has two bottom teeth, one top front tooth and the top side tooth beside the front one, and her two top molars. The other top front tooth and the one to the side of it are about to break through any day.
Her absolute favorite thing is to read, with music, dancing and singing falling close behind.
This is my favorite way to do her hair.
I am so happy to have this ray of sunshine in my life. She is almost always happy and easy to take places. Poppi took her to nursery for the first hour on Mother's Day and left her alone for the second hour. She did great! I was shocked and pleasantly surprised.
Why are Mr. Potato Head glasses always so funny?