Before we left for our trip, the little man turned 18 months old. Meaning, a year and a half old. How does this happen so fast?
Holden is a crazy man, still hasn't stopped moving and never seems to take a break. He knows how to bug the heck out of his big sis and I can just envision the battles we have to look forward to!
He's just a cuddle bug though and will run up to you and reach in for the hug of all hugs. He can bring a smile to your face faster than Avery can say "Holden, NO". Which is often repeated. Over and over again.
He is such a joy and makes me laugh constantly. He's still not what I would consider a "talker" but adds more and more words every day. His current faves are "ucky" and "bye bye poop". Man, could you ask for more of a boy?!
He's my little munchkin and I'm loving his little-ness. Which is not really SO little but you know my perspective is skewed from baby #1. At his 18-month appointment I even asked the doctor if I should be worried about his health/size......he came in 50th percentile in height and weight and the doctor looked at me oddly. Hehe, too bad this is our new suburban pediatrician who doesn't know my craziness so well yet. :) Soon enough.
Aahh, our little Holdie. Makes me heart smile.
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| why is this picture important? because I wanted to acknowledge that Holdie is finally drinking out of a straw cup! |
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| big sis had to join in.... |
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