The Little Mister is officially out of the teen months....as of last week!

Happy 20 month birthday my sweet little love bug! Here are a few things that I never ever want to forget about you at this age:

I never ever want to forget the first time you put your shoes on all by yourself! And how everything about you just seemed to radiate with your accomplishment. And how I couldn't stop crying.

Or how you love to put all sorts of choking hazards  treasures in your pockets. My favorites were when you pulled out a $1 bill.....where you got that type of cash I will never know :) Or how I couldn't stop giggling when I  discovered a crumbled up ultrasound photo of your little sister (that you had not so safely tucked away in your little pocket.)

  I never want to forget the first joke you told me. You poked your head out of the shower while I was brushing my teeth and said "hiiii dada." then you laughed so hard you could hardly breathe and almost in a growl yelled "Mommm" over and over. Since then you crack yourself up on a daily basis ( definitely a family trait.) I love that our house is always full of laughter.

Anytime I walk into our closet or really any room the door will quickly shut behind me, followed by loud laughter on the other side!  You still are so so ticklish and loved to be chased. At any given moment you will make your body straight and face plant into whatever is in front of you! This makes me so nervous, did you see this off a cartoon?? It will send you into a fit of laughter and me into a mini panic attack.

I mostly love how incredibly contagious that laugh of yours is!

Dad and I both think you are pretty hilarious ! He is convinced you take after him....but we both know you take after me.

Right now you have noticed everyones "teethsss" and are more then willing to flash them that adorable grin of yours! You also love lifting up ladies (and mens) shirts to see their "beby." (better that then still pulling down shirts to see their "milk.";)

The person in charge in this family is definitely not your father or I. 

 Almost every morning you and your Dad eat buttery toast dipped in oatmeal.... 

One morning I was upstairs and could hear you impatiently screaming while your Dad frantically ran around trying to accommodate your needs. Suddenly there was a sense of calmness. I came down stairs and couldn't stop laughing at the scene that was playing out before me. You were no longer sitting in your high chair but sitting right where your dad had been moments before..... working on his 3 slices of toast and his maple nut oatmeal! He was sitting next to you finishing off yours in a tiny plastic dish and even smaller spoon left only with a mealsley half piece of toast! :) 

What else....ketchup is still your condiment of choice (turns out it goes with everything.) Ideally you would have macaroni and cheese at every meal! I am constantly wowing and amazing your Dad with how I always seem to know exactly what you would like, without you saying any words....pointing and screaming definitely helps my cause! You run with your head down charging everything in your path! And you love  to put on your Dads shoes and baseball caps! You used to run up to your diaper station when I asked you to, Now you run the other way yelling "nooooo!!!" You love the baby channel and ask for a "show." You still give the best loves and the worlds sweetest kisses! 

Oh little Mister I hope you never ever forget how much you are adored!