What a joy! Seriously, 18 months is just the *best* age for a little one to be and to be a parent of. I thought that at 17 months, and 16 months too, but now THIS is it!
Sure, winter has given us our fair share of illness, and for over a week now Pebble has been sharing our bed for at least half of the night, usually more, coughing her guts out and rolling around in discomfort. Still, life is pretty good, can’t complain.
Pebble will be 19 months old in three days and I can’t wait to see what that brings.
Here is what the last month has looked like…..
~ eating! ~
(here a just a few of them!)
~ kicking a ball ~
~ dancing ~
Bring it on!