Thursday, July 9, 2009

Happy 18 months + 1

Dear Ella,

Yesterday you turned 18 months. Since July 8th is a little hard for me, we are going to celebrate you being 18 months today. The day is all yours my love, whatever you want to do we will do. Except the pool, sorry, mommy can't do water right now.

At 18 months, you are way ahead of the game. You are so smart it amazes me. Grandma is afraid that you are going to have mommy's looks and daddy's brains. What a scary combo!

You know all your body parts, the sounds of most animals, the beginning of the alphabet, you can count to 3, you love, love, love to read books, dance, hear mommy sing (pretty sure you're the only one!), watch movies (but only in the car!), you give kisses, hugs, and high fives to everyone.

You run, jump, and hop. You love to color, unfortunately it's not always on what I want you to color on!

Lately you have been wanting to sit on the potty. So far, nothing happens, but it's a good start. I'm very proud of you for just wanting to try! Considering you have been taking off your cloth diapers and "pish poshing" on my floor lately, I would really like you to do your business in the potty!

You are constantly on the go. You go 90 to nothing constantly. You are also either happy or really pissed off. Your way of letting us know how pissed you are is by throwing yourself on the floor, carefully so that you don't hurt your head I might add, and kicking your legs and pounding your fists on the ground. Oh the drama! The best part is if you don't get the attention that you want, you stop, look around to see if we are watching, and then continue.

Bedtime has become a real nightmare. You have been in a big girl bed for awhile now and even though you stay in your room you still throw a major fit at bedtime. You just want to rock. All. The. Time! It's getting old, so feel free to stop that at any time.

Even though bedtime sucks, you have proven to be a fabulous addition to our family. You are a wonderful, caring, loving, fun little gal and your daddy, brother, and I love you so very much. Please don't ever change little Princess.

Love- Mommy

4 comments:

Lindsay said...

Such a big girl! I still crack UP when I read pish posh! How funny that she carefully throws herself on the floor.. Sammy isn't so careful so sometimes he ends up really crying :-P. Have a great 18 month day :-)

Wendi said...

What a beautiful letter to your precious little girl.
"Pish Poshing" = hilarious.
Oh, and good luck with bedtime!

Ellie Grace and Bennett said...

Hi Friend! Thanks for the very sweet comment...we've both had a hell of a year! You will not pay for Ella G's dresses, but I am more than happy to make them for her!!! Also, I'm so sorry we didn't see you on your last trip. I ended up being gone from Tuesday-Friday and came home to a daughter that had blood in her diaper...YIKES! Turns out Ellie G was a little constipoopoo...poor baby. Then we left on Saturday morning early and didn't get back until Monday morning. It was a really long week! Anyway, I have a little goodie for you and I'll have Ella's dresses ready for your next (and final?) trip to H-town! Talk to you soon!
xoxo: Ang

Shana said...

Hope you guys have a fabulous day! Hoping to see you next round! Hugs xoxoxo

 
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