Taylor, it's hard to believe that another month has already flown by and that you are officially 15 months old today! You continue to amaze your Daddy and me every day. You are full of life and have so much personality for someone so little. Even though you can show out from time to time, for the most part, you are a happy go lucky kid who is constantly laughing, talking, and smiling.
We are constantly on the move and so are you! You still love to go up to Creekside to watch Mama and Daddy play soccer, but this month you have been watching two other sports too! You watch lots and lots of college football with us, but your new favorite sport to watch is your Daddy playing softball. You had a blast watching and cheering for him (and the other firefighters) one Monday night. Next weekend, we'll get to watch daddy's team play at Coolray field!
You have expanded your vocabulary and can now say: cookie ("caca"), cracker ("cacr"), Hey Bruiser ("ey Boo"), book, no sir (while shaking your pointer finger), hot ("ot"), hello ("ello"), and our personal favorite Go Dawgs (which you do while swinging your right arm around in the air).
You can do lots of new things now, like find your ears and hold your nose while you talk and make funny noises. You try to snap your fingers in the car while we sing to the music. You have a mouth full of teeth and love to try new foods! The last time you let me stick my finger all the way in there, I counted twelve teeth. Four of them were molars (two on top and two on the bottom), but you've got new teeth poking through all of the time. For some reason, you love putting things in the trash can and opening up the toilet lid. . .must be a boy thing!
You still love to be outside and try to find any way you can to get us to take you out to play with Bruiser or on Ryleigh's swing set. You love the park and show now fear of the "big kid's playground." You love to go down the slide backwards and on your belly. Today, we went to the park with G-Daddy and had the best time. Every time you fell down, we'd say "brush it off" and you would brush your hands together, get the wood chips off, and then you were off to find something new to do!
You always find a way to get into some kind of trouble or at least try to before you get busted. If you find anything that has steps or handles, you'll climb it! That includes (but is definitely not limited to) the oven in the kitchen and your big dump truck. Although you can be a mess sometimes, I love that you have your own way of doing things and don't seem to do things the "normal" way.
You love your "brother" and he is extremely patient with you. You still love to take all of Bruiser's toys and try and get him to play tug of war with you and a rope. The funniest thing you've done lately is try and ride Bruiser like a horse. You sit on him, bounce up and down, and laugh while he just sits there and takes it. I know he's thinking that you'll get your payback in a couple of years when he can really chase you around!
The other day, when we were leaving the house, I said "Say bye-bye to Bruiser." Usually, you turn around with your backwards wave and say "bye bye" in a high voice, but this time, you turned around and headed back to the living room. I immediately thought you were going for Bruiser's kong (which had peanut butter in it), but instead, you kneeled down, patted Bruiser's back a couple of times, gave him a hug, and then headed back to the kitchen, where you turned and said "bye bye." That is one of my favorite things that I have ever seen you do.
We went to the doctor today for your 15 month check up. You weigh 20 lbs and 5 oz and are 30 1/2 inches tall. Even though you are a great eater, you're still a little on the lighter side, so Dr. Morgan gave us some stuff to bulk you up a little bit. It turns out that you had an ear infection, so we left there with a bunch of samples and two prescriptions to get filled. You did great until Nurse Rose had to give you three shots. That was not fun at all! You only cried for a minute. We found the baskets with lollipops and stickers, which made you a little bit happy. When we left there, we headed to Publix to get your prescription filled. Of course, we stopped by the bakery for a sugar cookie and then headed to Chick-fil-a for a little snack. By that point, you were back to your normal self, with three battle wounds (a.k.a. - bandaids) on your thighs.
I love you Tay!
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