Dear Miles,

On Tuesday you turned 18 months old. A year and a half! How can you only be a short jump away from two?!

You are a full-on toddler BOY. You have one speed: go go go go. You exhaust me. When you’re home with me, naptime isn’t just for you! Despite your short legs, you are slowly growing forward, hanging in the 30-40th percentile for everything. You’re still a pretty good eater, though you have started this lovely habit of playing with your food. Throwing, dumping, smearing, being a toddler.

We’ve found that it’s come time to start actually disciplining you. So I read some books, steeled myself, and started implementing time outs. At first I thought you were too young to understand, but I was wrong. You get it. You hate it. It takes you about 10 minutes of screaming bloody murder in your crib before you wise up and realize you’re missing the fun. When you’re released, you are HAPPY and ready to obey. It is so awesome.

Right now you’re most interested in small things with lids and things you can take apart and put back together: bottles, chapsticks, sticks of deodorant, tinker toys, Mr. Potato Head, shape sorters, markers. You have zero interest in stuffed animals. You love books!

Your vocabulary is increasing: mommy, daddy, up, help, mine, no, book, ball, more, belly, baby, doggie. Speaking of doggies – you are obsessed. You point them out in every book and on every walk. You also accompany your frantic pointing with your best attempt at a barking sound (wooo woooo). We are trying to teach you how to say “more please” but you can’t seem to grasp “please” quite yet. You understand that there are two syllables, so you usually just default to “more more”. It’s pretty darn cute.

The biggest development lately is that it turns out you’re going to be a big brother! It’s a good thing you love babies so much, cause one’s about to rock your world in 6 months. We love you more than we thought we ever could, and love every day with you!

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