Little Loves: Quinn at 18 months

New words: happy, party, Isla, Lyla, bird, ball, bubbles, boots

The little girls at daycare have started potty training and you are apparently right there watching and listening. You know the potty means pee pee and poo poo but you aren’t quite ready to sit on the potty.

Last month you learned how to climb onto the couch, this month you like jumping on it. You’ve had a few falls but they haven’t broken your daredevil spirit.

Your face when you see a bird in the yard.

You love spotting birds in the yard. Since we live in newly developed neighbourhood, we don’t have many trees and therefore not many birds hanging around. Sometimes a robin will land in our backyard and hunt for worms and you go nuts. We are hoping the birdhouse your granddad made for you will attract some different bird friends. Geese have also chosen the field across from our house as their new spring home and your eyes light up when you see and hear them overhead.

The parks by our house are visited almost daily and sometimes more. You love playing with the other children and are always so excited to see them as we walk up to the park. The other day you were playing with a group of four year old girls building a sand fort and they were being so sweet to you. They kept saying “good job” and “thank you for helping us” when you would scoop sand into their bucket. I almost broke down into tears right then and there. I wanted to run up and give all those girls a big hug and tell them how grateful I was they were including you in their game.

You love ketchup. We made the mistake of letting you dip your eggs in ketchup on Daddy’s plate. You dipped a few times then ditched the eggs and instead started eating spoonfuls of ketchup. Anytime we have a squeeze bottle of any description on the table now, you beg for it.

You love chocolate milk but really who doesn’t? Rarely do I buy chocolate milk but when I saw it on sale recently I couldn’t pass it up. When I passed by you with a glass of it you gave me a quizzical little look so I let you have a sip. Your entire face changed. I knew I had made a terrible mistake. “Hello, my name is Quinn and my mommy just made me a chocoholic.”

You love peanut butter. I give you little pitas with pb on them for breakfast and you just devour them. Sometimes you’ll sit there and meticulously remove all the peanut butter and toss the pita down to the dogs. Sneaky girl.

You seem to be getting less picky about eating veggies as long as they are covered in some sort of tasty sauce (KNOCK ON WOOD!).

Your Auntie Robin gave you some books for Easter and you’ve taken a liking to one in particular. The Three Billy Goats Gruff is read at least ten times a day. Your mission each time is to point out the troll, who you’ve named Papa, no matter how small he is on the page.

Your new thing in the bath is lying on your belly. You think it’s hilarious.

Your eye teeth are coming in and based on your mood these days it’s not fun.