Baby girl is 18 months old today! At 18 months, Tessa is smart, sweet, determined and strong-willed. She knows what she wants, and she is not afraid to let you know. :)
She hates socks and loves shoes (just like her momma!) She is constantly carrying shoes around with her and enjoys delivering them to the rest of the family. I think this also has something to do with her love for the outdoors. Apparently she thinks that if she brings your shoes to you, you'll naturally just take her right outside. It even works some of the time. Usually she refuses to wear anything but crocs, but lately seems to be starting to expand her shoe horizons. Today she brought me three different pairs of shoes to put on her, and she ran and danced around the house in all of them. Lucky for her, there's no shortage of hand me down shoes!
She loves birds. When she spots one out the window she gives a "tweet tweet!" But nothing could top her love for man's best friend. The girl is a dog lover through and through. This is slightly unfortunate for Lucky, since she is a very hands-on dog lover. She talks about "dogues" (rhymes with rogue) all day long -- constantly pointing them out, followed by a "woof woof". (And she really wants everyone else to join in on the woof-woofing too.) Half the time she's actually pointing to other dog-like animals and calling them dogs. You know -- iguanas, zebras, horses, bears, etc. Those dog-like animals.
Her vocabulary is exploding. She has over 50 words and is using several 3-word phrases: Ex. "bye bye daddy", "night night Calder"; "not nice Lucky." Oh how she loves to tell people that they are not nice. She shakes her little finger at you when she says it. She uses this phrase often: when she doesn't get her way, when her feelings get hurt, or when she physically gets hurt. She comes running up to me several times a day yelling "not nice Calder" or "not nice Lucky!" Even Mommy and Daddy are sometimes not nice!
At 18 months, her favorite books are about daddies, dogs or babies. She's still crazy about flowers, music, yogurt and baths (those last two often go hand in hand...) She loves to wash her hands and to throw things away. She hates changing her clothes. She is a big fan of hip hop music. She is IN LOVE with her daddy. She'll pat or rub your back if she thinks you're feeling blue. She wants to be in charge of the leash when we take Lucky for a walk. She can't quite nod her head -- instead, she sticks her neck out over and over, pretty much like a turtle. And, like all good little sisters, she loves to get her hands on Calder's toys and wants to be involved in everything that he is doing.
You can imagine how he generally feels about that...
Tonight we had brownies to celebrate her half-birthday. We sang "Happy Half-Birthday" and she was absolutely thrilled when she realized we were singing to her. We must have sung it at least 8 times! Happy Half-Birthday, my sweet girl!