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Wesley’s turn…

It slipped under the radar a few weeks back, but all of a sudden, without much warning at all, my boy turned 18 months.  1.5 years.  Un-freaking-believable.

The last 18 months have been fun-filled, somewhat sleepless, long, super busy, colourful, eye-opening but, most of all they’ve been truly amazing.  Wes is such a joy.  He is a super happy little dude.  And he’s cheeky.  He’s already started playing little tricks on us and watches us intently for our reaction.  I think we are in for some trouble in the next few years.

He is talking up a storm, learning a ton of new words every day.  My latest favourites are the way he says Jaia (Gia), and his adorable version of thank you (tink yo) which he has begun to say unprompted.  Looks like we may have another chatterbox on our hands. 

The first 18 months can be tough.  So many bumps in the road as babies learn to sleep, eat, sit, move, walk and talk.  But over the last few weeks we’ve really seen a change from baby to boy.  Wes can comunicate with us.  He tells us what he wants and doesn’t want.  He’s more independent.  He likes what he likes.  He challenges us to see how much he can get away with. 

But what hasn’t changed is how snuggly and loving he is.  He still gives the best hugs.  He still lights up when Dan or I enter the room.  And no matter how much they squabble, his sister is still his hero.

I can’t wait to see what the next few months bring.  Happy 18 months, Wesley.

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