Sam is 18 Months!

Hello Baby Sam! You are (almost) 18 months as I write this. You are just a doll and I love being your mama! You are still blonde as can be which is a constant reminder of God's goodness. Here is a little bit about you my precious baby:

You roar at anything that resembles an animal, even the headless mannequins at the stores.
The first thing you say when you wake up is "ba" for ball. I think you say ball at least 100 times every day. That is your only real word with the exception of your roaring. Lol!
You are walking so well now! You are wearing shoes!
You love your brother and sister and want to be with them whenever you can. You still haven't attempted to climb the stairs though when they are up there. Fingers crossed!
You are a very high maintenance eater and often throw food and scream.
You love to throw balls and you are actually good at it!
You love your daddy and when he comes home you have to be picked up right away!
You love to give hugs and kisses to your family and animals.
You picked up Micki the other day by her hind legs.
You are very social and smile and make friends with any adult or kid that looks at you.
You are a good sleeper at night and during nap time.
You have a birthmark on your arm!
You love the pool and are very comfortable in the water.
You love Chuck E Cheese.
You like to push elevator buttons now.
You still nurse 3-4 times a day but on your terms. You have to be holding a lovie at all times and be in a quite place.
You love to imitate your brother and sister, whether it's sniffing through your nose or sticking out your tongue. Whatever it is!
You are good about obeying when I ask you to sit down to put your shoes on. However, sometimes you run away laughing. Still working on obedience but you do a good job most of the time.
You are strong willed. When I tell you not to tough the dish washer you slap it and look at me like "really? Is this what you don't want me to do?".
When I tell you we are going to change your diaper you lay down and roll over.
You now notice when the kids have special treats and you insist you should have some.
You do not like milk. I think I may have waited too long to give it to you.

Thank you God for blessing us with this precious gift!