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20 Month Haley

You know what drove me nuts before I had a kid?  When people referred to their toddlers as XX amount of months.  Anything over a year really.  In my mind, a 1-year-old is a 1-year-old & a 2 year-old was a 2-year-old.  Everything in-between was all the same.

But here I am, I have a 20-month-old daughter.  Because when they are this little, every month matters.  There is a big difference between 12 months, 18-months, 20-months, and 24-months.  There just is.  I decided after she turns two I will probably stop counting by months.  I will just say, I have a 2-year-old.  But then again, I am not there yet.  Number 1 rule in parenting: All bets are off.

But today marks Haley's 20th month of life.  She is a third of a year away from being 2.  I say it that way, because 4 months seems like such a short amount of time and I am having difficulties comprehending that I will be having a 2-year-old soon.


Shall we discuss what life is like at this point?

  • Language is the big milestone right now.  Her vocabulary is amazing.  She repeats so many things and uses lots of words and phrases frequently.  She also signs, sometimes.  
  • Haley frustrates easy.  I had a hunch that this would be part of her personality early on, and I am seeing it in toddler-hood. She wants what she wants, and she will scream if she doesn't get it as soon as she decides she wants something.  I make a good effort to conditioner her that this behavior does NOT work, but I realize this is probably going to be a battle not won easily.
  • Yesterday she pooped, took off her diaper, and painted herself and her crib with it.  Fun.
  • She is getting somewhat picky.  She loves eggs or oatmeal for breakfast, but recently not a big fan of a lot of meats or vegetables   She will eat almost any fruit.  So sometimes I have to get creative in what I cook to try to get her to eat.  Truth be told, she prefers my mom's cooking.  
  • Haley gets jealous when I hold other kids.  And she plays okay, not great, with other kids.  I think it is the age.  They are so self centered.  She likes playing with Spencer who is much older, but he givers her her way--so who wouldn't want to play with someone like that.
  • She thinks grandpa is pretty neat.  As soon as we walk into church on Sundays she yells "PA-PA. PA-PA".  He plays the guitar for church, and that is pretty awesome for her to see.  
  • We recently got rid of the pacifier.  She kept giving them to the dog and I told her once they all got chewed up, we weren't buying anymore.  I am somewhat thankful it happened that way, just like ripping off a band-aid.  And it didn't end up being as bad as I thought it would be.  Bedtime isn't as easy as it use to be, but not terrible.
  • She sleeps 8-8 still and take one nap a day if we are lucky.  It is usually about an hour-hour half. 
  • Her favorite TV show is Cailou.  It is my least favorite TV show.
  • She wears 3T clothing right now and seems fairly tall for her age--and a tad on the chunky side. 
  • She is starting to play on her own, independently.  But she tends to like to tear things up more than anything.  
  • She is high energy and loves to go-go-go.  
  • She LOVES books.  One of her favorites is Old Hate, New Hat and OOps-a-Daisy
  • She enjoys coloring and eating crayons. She is also a fan of bubbles and stickers.
  • We have not officially started potty training and she still sleeps in a crib for now.
  • I love her to pieces and think she is absolutely perfect!

              






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Erin said…
I love 20-month Haley!
1/17/2013 2:25 PM
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