14 months old

Little miss Remington is 14 months old today.  I don't believe it, I still tell people she just turned one. She is so sweet.  Ever since she can walk she walks up to you, turns around and backs her butt into your lap.  She loves to sit in peoples laps.  She also loves giving open mouth kisses to her little buddies  (her sister, Haylee and Lyddia), but not mom or dad.  Her face brightens up every time she sees her sister after naps or bedtime.  She loves books.  She greets daddy at the door when he arrives with a big shy smile but then wants him to pick her up.  

She can be a stinker too.  Every time we get her out of her crib, she has thrown out her pillow, blanket, her five nucks, her saranoni blanket, and her stuffed animals and smiling from ear to ear.  She loves to poop right after you change her morning diaper, but when I wait to change her, then she doesn't do it.  She loves to stand in the bath tub while eating the bubble wand.  She loves to throw a tantrum for not getting the object she wants.  She will whine at my feet in the morning for my automatic tooth brush and she doesn't get it until the two minutes are up, but she's consistent for two whole minutes.  She wants her sisters juice cup even though her cup has the same thing in it.  She wants a juice box like the big kids and will whine until she gets her way.  Forgot about hiding a popsicle or freezy pop from her.  She can't share, she needs her own. 

Rem Rem we love you.  Keep being you. 

This is a day in Remington's eyes. 

 I'm  probably naked because I ran away as my mom was changing me.  She came around the corner and this is what she found.  Just look at her me.  Legs crossed and relaxed on the couch.  Now I will whine because the drop is too far for me to get down, but I can get up.  Wink Wink

I'm buckled in the stroller at the zoo so mom doesn't have to chase me in the wrong direction.  

I'm hiding the goat brush before mom takes it away after saying for the thousand time, no eating it or gentle brushing the goats.

 Being 14 months is exhausting at the zoo.

OOO and after nap I like to dig into Haylees bag and find all her goodies.  Today I found her goggles and put them on my head myself and then after that my mom busted me in her cupboards looking innocent. 

I love to wear jewelry, backpacks, shoes and purses anytime I can.  Reminds my mom of a little girl she used to watch named Tatum.  What can I say, "I like to accessorize." 

See this bib?  Yeah, mom thought that little thing would keep my red popsicle from getting on my shirt.  Proved her wrong.  It went straight into a bucket of Oxiclean and my hands still have red dye on them today.  Might do this again for halloween.

What will 15 months be like?