Last week you turned 17 months old. To celebrate this week you decided to spout off new words and be in a very good mood. We now say cheese, bird, woof, BOO and cow regularly. You say hi and you wave consistently now. Also this week you have really gravitated towards books. You all of a sudden will be really quiet, which usually means you are getting into something, but lately it means you have crawled up into a chair and are looking at a book.
You love books and popcorn.
You love to vroom cars.
You love to terrorize your brothers and break all of their Lego creations.
You hum Twinkle Twinkle. It is very cute. Sometimes you sing it with Mama sounds.
You eat more than you two brothers combined and make about twice the mess.
You still prefer to be outside and can spend a lot of time investigating puddles and squishy mud. Between you and Bennett we have had a considerable increase in laundry lately.
You love to make a run for it at co-op while Mama is trying to do her job and you run to the next room and try to go outside. It is a really fun game we play every Monday. I can sometimes distract you with cheese or some other delicious food, but you usually grow tired of eating and want to start the chase came. Oh hum…
Your new favorite game is to climb up on a bench we moved into the family room, you then fall over onto the couch into Mama (or Dada, or a brother) while she is trying to read to your brothers. You dislike waiting your turn for books and you think you are pretty darn funny. You also enjoy fiddling with the lamp timer and finding all of the exposed electrical cords; and for some reason you are always hitting the lamp shade, I don’t know why you think this is funny because you ALWAYS get into trouble afterward… You also have some sort of radar where you can tell when a cabinet which is usually Rory-proofed and locked is left undone. Yes, you will help yourself to the dish soap container, oh, and Grandma’s purse, I will have a look at that too please.
Rory, you are still exhausting your parents but we love every second (okay, not every second, especially between the hours of 4 and 5 am). You are just a joy and we can not imagine our lives without you. You just fit perfectly in with our crew. Your brothers are smitten and I can’t believe some days how sweet and protective they are of you. If you stopped breaking their Lego trucks they may let you into their room once in awhile… I love hearing your feet padding while you run around downstairs, your shrieks of joy when you are playing with your brothers or how you “read” books. Sweet boy, Happy 17 months. We love you.