Sammy turned sixteen-months old yesterday--I don't know what it is about October, but this month has just flow right on by. While I don't think his weight has increased much in the past month, I'd wager that Sammy's grown at least a half an inch since the last update. Things that were normally out of his reach are now easily within his grasp--I'm running out of safe places to stash things like the remote control, my cell phone and ink pens.
Bubble, yellow, red, tug boat, plane, pretty, "bok bok" for chicken/rooster, daddy, bread, bear, saying "gee" for grapes, and last but not least, poop (which sound more like "boo" so at least it's seasonally appropriate). Usually when Sammy's finished with something he says "ta da," which is rather funny and cute--unless Sammy's throwing his food on the floor to signal that he's done with his meal, then, not so much.
Sense of humor:
Delightfully silly and very much stereotypically "boy." Thinks his farts are the funniest noise in the world and that the funniest word in the world is "penis." (Hmmm, I suppose the apple doesn't fall from the tree here, eh?)
Likes: Coloring, eating crayons, playing with toy cars, eating carpet fuzz, eating toilet paper, eating tissues (noticing a theme here?), cucumbers, dumping things out and putting them back again, bath time and eating bubbles, helping me out with light chores, like sweeping the floor and hanging his diapers up to dry.
Dislikes: Having crayon bits, carpet fuzz, toilet paper, and/or tissues removed from his mouth.