Getting Old!

My baby is 15 months old today

and I am not happy about it one bit!

Ok, maybe an iota! 

Because its so dang cute watching him do his little sign language.  Like he totally knows what he wants.  He just gets mad at us when we "Don't GeT It". 

I love that he can walk around with his cute little diaper bum without tripping.............. AS often.  

And I love that he is learning to climb stairs and descend properly------cause this means I can take down those stink'in gates perty soon. 

I love that he insists on wearing goggles in the bathtub. 

However, 

I do not love that his other best friend , besides me, is.....HIM!

If the door is left open to the bathroom, there is a 150% chance that you will find him in there AND possibly a "treasure" in the toilet.  The other day he threw Lexi's ear-muff's in there AFTER  Derek had peed.  

AWESOME!!!  

How does one go about washing ear-muffs??? Really?  

I didn't find out.  

Who needs warm ears anyway.....they're totally overrated?  

  I also LOVE how cute it is when he throws a new roll of toilet paper in there. That's really fun to fish out and dispose of.  

And how realistic is it to think that everyone that uses the restroom will remember to close the door afterwards.  Not super! Apparently this is a super hard thing to do in our house.  

I need one of those alarms that go off when you leave the refrigerator open too long.....BUT, for the bathroom.  

But that's OK, because I just love this little monster so much.  

Don't cha just love his cute hat?

He knows that he is one of the most important things in this entire universe and that he is ruler over ALL, even the poor cat who now has bald spots. 

What a sweet little thing he is.  He absolutely melts my heart!  

I told him today that he can't grow up sooooooo fast anymore, or he will get a shhhhhhpank'in!

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