When Lexi was 9 months old, I remember thinking how awesome it was that she was mobile. She could crawl all over the place, and chase me, or Benji, or hide behind a chair so we could play 'where's the baby?' She squealed in delight each time I found her. She also loved to crawl over to mommy and say 'ahhhhhhh' then pull my hair while I said 'ahhhhhhh.' She had developed a wonderful laugh, and she enjoyed exploring new foods so very much. I loved that age...
When Lexi turned one, she was almost walking. I remember thinking how wonderful it was that I didn't have to tote her around the house all day. She could follow me, or not. She was gaining some independence. She was trying new things, walking along the couch, grabbing things off tables. She was a big girl now. And she couldn't hide how happy things like Minnie Mouse, and her mommy and daddy made her feel with that big smile. She did, however, start to get picky in her eating habits. Cake was no problem though. She started to pay attention to other kids. I loved that age...
Then, early this year, she was walking. Soon after, running, everywhere. I got to chase after her for a change. Her favorite thing to do was push her stroller, the shopping cart, anything that had wheels. She loves to shop, running around any store that she is allowed to. Stopping to read or play with anything that catches her eye. She started saying mama and dada. And she would at least try grown up food, and let us know how she feels about each thing she tries. She started really interacting and playing with other kids too. I loved that age...
Lexi turns 17 months this week. We can't believe the gains she makes daily. She knows at least 10 letters. She learns a new word every day. She copies her mom and dad's actions. And she loves everyone and everything, giving kisses freely. As she gains her voice, I really think I'm gonna love this age.
_jenni
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