14 going on 15
As I was peeking-in on our littlest one napping yesterday, I remembered that he will be turning another month older in just a few days. In the past, and for the sake of the baby book (which I have yet to even create for my first born. Oops.), I like to share updates on our kids every other month in their second year of life. Life has been fuller than ever, though, and I’ve been hard-pressed to find any time in my day to sit down at the computer. But with two days left before we have a 15 month-old in our home, I want to remember some things about our sweet Peter from the past two months.
So here’s fourteen at fourteen…
- Peter’s favorite food to eat is raspberries. He calls them “bears” and coincidentally, he growls like one when he sees me washing them at the kitchen sink.
- I say that Peter is “a lover and a fighter”. I’ve never met a more affectionate, cuddly, loving, hilarious little fella with such a passionate personality. He adds much spice to our life, as I’ve been fond of saying lately. We find this incredibly endearing and yet a little intimidating (those who’ve heard his infamous squeal understand).
- Peter’s nicknames are as follows: Peter-Pete, Peter Punkin’, Peter-punk, Punkin’, Petey, Pete, Peter-man, Bubba, Buddy, Pete-Sweeter, Sweet-Pete, Sweetie-Pete, and Peter-Sweet.
- Peter loves people, strangers who pay him attention, especially. He knows when he is getting a reaction and hams it up for anyone who will watch. It’s a hoot.
- Peter’s favorite books are: Dear Zoo, Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb, and Big Red Barn.
- Peter’s favorite toy is the pom-pom pusher from the toddler busy bags. Countless times a day, he brings this to me to play with him (and I spend a good portion of this time keeping him from choking on the pom-poms).
- Peter’s favorite friends right now are the college guys who live in our basement. Every day when they come up to see us, he is jumping in their arms and exchanging big hugs and kisses. He’s even learning to say, “James”.
- Peter’s words/signs/noises: “Momma” “Daddy” “Milk” “Cheese” “Bus” “Ball” “Truck” “Baby” “Bye-Bye” “Please” “Thank-you” “Bath” “Moo” “More” “Bear” (for Berries) “Oink” “Cluck” and “Roar”. Oh, and he likes to bark at every animal he sees and car driving by. We get a good laugh out of this one.
- Peter is getting more and more brave in the nursery at church. It’s taken a few months, but he’s doing a great job (despite his strong desire to be with us or his brother). And if he just so happens to see one of his nursery workers out and about upstairs in the church foyer or in the parking lot, we can’t help but laugh when we feel his little hands squeeze our arms for dear life.
- Peter walks and talks and acts like he has places to go, people to see, and a few small businesses to run. He’s a go-getter and he’s determined. If he wants Sam to play with him, he will stop at nothing. This may or may not include laying his entire body down on top of a toy or puzzle that Sam happens to playing with (just in case Sam wasn’t catching Peter’s drift).
- He has the greatest laugh. I mean it. The greatest belly laugh your ears have ever heard. I spent a good 20 minutes the other day repeating this one little scene just to hear it again. And again. And again. Oh, it gets me every time.
- Peter still (and might always?) want to be just like Big Brother. He wants to be where Sam is, do what Sam does, and make Sam laugh at him. Thankfully, Sam is really great with Peter (minus the occasional toy scuffle) and wakes up every morning asking where his “Bubby” is.
- Peter is down to one nap a day. It’s usually a 3-4 hour nap (which is wonderful), but we also hear from him from time to time in the middle of the night.
- Peter still has a full head of beautiful blonde hair, wears 12-18 month clothes, has 8 teeth, and has finally begun wearing shoes- something I never thought possible with this child.
We love him. So, so much, we love him.