Another month has flown by, and I have a 19 month old at home now. She’s smart, funny, and downright adorable most of the time. She also has a fiery temper, and is a bit of a drama queen (especially when something doesn’t go her way). She’s polite, a great eater, and sleeps really well most nights.
Her least favourite activity right now is getting dressed. She hates wearing pants with a passion, and we often have to resort to either pinning her down, or bribing her with an episode of Paw Patrol. Her favourite thing to do is probably either reading books, or standing in the shower spray while I shower. She loves going to daycare, playing with friends, and talking to her family on the phone.
Her vocabulary has skyrocketed, and while we still only understand about 50-75% of what she says, she makes her opinions known. She’s observant; she notices when it’s rainy outside, or when something looks different.
Even though I’ve been totally wiped out with Baby #2 on the way, Little Miss K is a complete joy, and I’m so happy to have her in my life. Happy 19 months, baby girl!