Me! I'm eighteen months old! Hello everyone! Today is my eighteen-month birthday, which means that I am officially a toddler! It's about time, too, because I've been doing toddler stuff for months. Let me tell you about some of my new abilities:
I can run! I do it all the time! It's one of my favorite things to do, which is probably why I only weigh 20.5 pounds even though I eat as much as my mom, or at least my Aunt Kiki (you call her Kristin, but I like Kiki better).
I love to color with crayons, it's probably my second favorite thing. Whenever anyone asks me what color something is, I say "purple" because that's the only one that matters. I'm very good at staying on the paper.
My face
I'm starting to use sentences, too, but I only do it sometimes. Like today, my daddy wanted me to eat more bites of waffle, so I said, "No wanna bite!" That's three words! I'm also starting to pronounce the ends of words, so I used to say "bai," but now I say "bite!" I'm pretty good at it, and I'm learning new words every day. My favorite word is "no!"
I love little babies. My grandma watches my friend Matthias, but he's just little, only six months old. I'm a big girl, so I help feed him and give him kisses and sit next to him when he's sad. He likes to watch me play, and sometimes we sit and play next to each other (and then I take his toys, don't tell my mommy). When I see him I like to yell "BOY!"
I dance constantly! My mommy watches a show with celebrities on it who are learning to dance. I call it "Nine!" because that's what they say on it. I love it when they dance and I try to do all the same moves. It's a good thing I'm not on the show, though, because I dance so good I'd just win.
And I LOVE outside! It's been pretty warm here lately (not today), and my mommy has been putting a little tub of water on the deck for me to play in with some of my bath toys. It's awesome! I love it when we go outside and I play in the water and mommy blows bubbles. I also like to go on long walks with mommy and grandma and get out of my stroller and walk with them for a while.
And I also love to scream at the top of my lungs, that's another new thing. Mommy doesn't like it, but I do!
Well, that's all. My mommy trimmed my hair the other day because she said the middle was all raggedy from when I had a bald spot. She's silly. Now it's even at the back and I think I look like a boy a little, but I don't care as long as it doesn't make me too hot this summer. Well, that's me! I've got to go because I've got a busy day of running and screaming ahead of me, and I need to rest up a little because I've got a cold. Blah. Happy eighteen months to me!

My haircut