My funny little Hank,
You are 18 months old today and I have to say that I absolutely love this age! For the most part that is. I love the size of your little body. I take great pleasure in watching you waddle around in it. It seems the perfect size for your silly little dancing and your funny little stomp walk that you do. It looks like some sort of gansta' strut because you stomp one foot along while walking completely normally with the other. Your dancing includes a lot of spinning. You love to spin until you are so dizzy that you can't walk straight. Sometimes you will begin wildly swinging your head back and forth at which point I chant "wiggly head, wiggly head". Now if you are stationary and I say wiggly head, you kindly comply with my request.
There are so many other fun things you do. You love to clap when something is exciting or praiseworthy, especially if it is directed at you. It is so adorable how you reverently fold your arms during prayer and exlaim "May" (amen) at the end. You have a wonderful smile that I honestly cannot look out without breaking into a huge smile of my own. You are adventurous and slightly naughty. You push the kitchen chairs wherever the wood floors will let you. Usually you remain in the kitchen, climb onto the counter, open the medicine cabinet, shake a bottle of pills at me and say "nandy" to which I always respond that those aren't candy, it is yucky medicine. You have yet to give up on that though. Sometimes you will go as far as to push to chair all the way into the master bathroom where you either climb onto Trent's counter and take the electronic toothbrush of your choice and turn it on, or onto my counter where you explore my make up and occasionally even put some lipstick on.
You throw fits. You are my only child that has done this, so far. It is sort of funny. You used to yell, run to the closest wall, and throw yourself to the floor. But lately your fits have become even more laughable because now you scream and run backwards. I have no idea why. This usually results in you running into or tripping on something, making you even more mad.
Your feet seem to move faster than your brain can adjust and you generally have at least one bruise on your beautiful little face.
You are becoming very vocal. You can say many words and even more partial words. Your most used words are: Mama, juice, please, thank you, mine, ball, balls, "may" (amen), poopy, no, I know, "nandy" (candy), "nuck" (milk), and nigh-nigh (night night).
You also loved to be held. You are no respecter of persons either. You will lift your arms to any stranger in church requesting to be held. Usually at home when you want to be held it is so you can flip the light switches on and off or push the buttons on the washing machine. You love buttons. That is another one of your words. You don't show much interest in the Signing Time videos yet, but you can do the signs for the words more, milk, all done (which you do whenever you are finished eating), and food. You also blow kisses with a wonderfully loud "mmmm-ah" sound.
We love you so much Henry. I can't describe the amount of joy and laughter you bring to this family. I know you will brighten up this world every day you are in it. I hope I can always be there to help lift you where you want to go.
your very dorky mom