18 Months

Month 18 has been a month of firsts for Owen. He got his first object stuck in his nose. It was a cranberry...I didn't see it happen, but after an hour of him fussing and me trying to plunge out his nose, a good sneeze launched it out. I really thought that would end his fascination with putting things in his nose, but it has not. Owen also got his first sibling haircut. I had cut the boys hair one morning and went to get a broom. (mistake, I know) I had unplugged the electric clippers thinking this would solve any issue, but apparently they can still cut unplugged? I came upstairs to Ethan holding the clippers (still unplugged) and a huge chunk of hair on the floor. Lovely. And the last big thing is that he's gone "#2" on the toilet, per his request, one two different occasions. He claps for himself and then asks for candy. I am so not ready for this. I haven't decided if we're going to let this be a phase or if I should actually see if it goes somewhere...

Owen's cooking infatuation has cooled, but he's as passionate as ever about lawnmowers and weed eaters. Every morning and evening when he's in bed I hear him say "Bob" (our neighbor that holds Owen when he mows) and then a weed eater sound. Everything from sticks to fishing poles become weed eaters. He's also quite passionate about Dog his stuffed animal and his "banket" (black blanket). Those things would go everywhere with him if I wanted to try and keep up with them. He's getting more words, my least favorite being "no" and "mine" - both of which are his favorite.

This little guy continues to baffle me, and always provides plenty of laughter. Happy year and half, buddy!