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20 month Bug

Happy 20 months to this little character of a Bug!
 Such a funny little kid.  On another note, she's looking fairly tall, right?  Don't be fooled by photos.  :P

This not-so-tiny Bug is such a fun girl!  She's the life of every party, that's for sure!  She has been doing a lot of exploring lately, especially at the playground.  Although she is still really cautious of the swing, she's beginning to love hanging out at the park. :)


Learning about slides with Mommy, Daddy, and Uncee Kee (Uncle Kris).

She's even learning how to climb all the way to the slides (with supervision, of course!).





Our social butterfly is even learning how to play with other kids, as opposed to just hanging out next to them or even just following them around.  We went to a birthday party this weekend and Daddy and I finally got to see Bug in action with her friends.  It was the most amazing thing to see her laughing and giggling with her buddies from school.  




Bug and Leilah with the birthday boy, Corbin!

Someone is getting her K-9 teeth tooth in and it has been awful.  No other teeth have ever caused Bug so much pain.  She spent almost a full week looking like this...

...with very few moments of happiness and very little activity.


However, every once in awhile during that long week, we'd get lucky enough to see a real smile and see our active Bug!
 



Bug is quite attached to Daddy.  I think I've said that before.  Anyway, she is.  Mommy is instantly pushed to the background when Daddy comes home.  I'm not going to lie.  A part of me loves this so I can more than five minutes to prepare a meal or to clean something that Bug's thrown across the room or left a trail of.  One night, Bug and I took a little walk down the street and she saw Daddy pull up in his car from work.  She "ran" with so much excitement after his car.  I wish she'd be that excited for me! :)  I love that she loves him so much.  The first thing she says when I bring her home is, "Daddy?  He home?"  

Dear Bug,

You're quite a character these days.  Between 19 and 20 months has been rough for all of us.  You're teething like I've never seen before, so you're been suffering from an excessive amount of drool and your fingers cannot take anymore gnawing.  They are worn away from you trying to sooth the pain of that one awful K-9 tooth.  

You've also started to "miss" Mommy and Daddy.  In the middle of the night you wake up just so one of us can come running in, only to watch you fall right back to sleep.  This happens at least twice a night and you're so specific as to who you want in the room to watch you.  You call out for Mommy or Daddy and when the wrong person comes in to soothe you back to sleep, you instantly let us know you want the other.  You know what you want and there's no fooling you!  :/

You are a social butterfly.  You are now recognizing how to play with your friends and it gets us so excited to see you initiate playing with your buddies.  

Your 2nd birthday is just around the corner.  (WAH!)  It'll be here in no time.  Please stop growing up so quickly!  :P  

Love,
Daddy and Mommy


God Bless,
Kat


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