The significant thing about 18 months is that's nursery-age at church! No more wandering the halls (at least not with her... maybe with our 4 year old...) She seems to like nursery - there are only a couple of other kids in there. She mostly only cries when it's time to go home, and when we pry the baby doll she has been carrying around out of her hand. We are learning to bring HER baby doll so we don't have that problem.
She loves to carry around a baby doll and her pink bear. She loves being outside, just wandering around or following her brothers around. She still likes to pull heads off the Lego guys and carry them around.
She has 15-20 words. The pediatrician made me list them for her. I came up with 17 there in her office. I guess that's okay for now, but she needs to know 50 words by the time she's two years old. Better get talking... and writing those words down (so I can hand the list to the doctor).
Whatever she may be lacking in speech she makes up for in cuteness! She is MY baby doll (who is getting bigger every day).
"Helping" with the groceries... and just looking cute.
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