He is sixteen months.
He loves balls. LOVES balls.
He is always on the move. Running after sisters, running away from sisters, chasing Daddy. Always running.
He has discovered some of his books and will sit quietly in his bed for a few minutes and look at them by himself.
He constantly has a drippy nose right now. He's cutting one of his two-year molars just a wee bit early and the nose will. not. stop.
He wears 18 month clothes for the most part. Other than a few pair of 12 month pants that fit, he has definitely out grown that size in shirts.
He has added a few new words to his vocabulary:
thank you (taaa u)
diaper (diii - puh)
Uh-oh (hah ho)
He knows where his tummy and toes are.
He is a delight and joy.