And who left me this toddler? Yikes, my little Lincoln, who is now almost 15 months, just barely over a year, is a walkin' talkin' crazy machine. I give credit to having an older brother and sister to watch and play with and I know he wants to be just like when he gets older. Dylan was much more cautious and laid back from what I remember of him at this age. Yes, he was in daycare about 10 hours a day :( but I still knew the little guy. Anyway Lincoln can play dinosaurs and make them growl at each other (please excuse the Mario Wii, dog sniffing and toys all over the floor. My house is always picture perfect remember?). The last two days he has slept in until after 7:30 (Praise the Lord, even if it is right before we have to get back on a school schedule). He can climb onto the couch, rocking chair, coffee table, kitchen table, and basically any stationary object under three feet by himself, or by moving a toy to stand on. He repeated "stay" and a little butt swat to the dog last night after only hearing and seeing Shane do it once. We all looked at each other a little shocked that it was so clear. He gets mad when he can't get snack out of the refrigerator by himself and bangs the front of the door. Yes he has a little temper on him. We're working on it.
|Checking out what chalk will do if banged together|
|Picking through the colors|
|Right after he took a little nibble.|