18 Months Old

Sarah is 18 months old today. She's half-way to being 3 but I don't want to think about that.

She's 20 lbs 14 oz, 30.5 inches tall and a bundle of giggles.

She has a love/fear relationship with dogs. She's terrified of their bark and gets nervous when they're close but she is so enthralled when she hears one far away and always points them out on the TV or in books. Here she's pointing to where she hears one.

She's trying to give me a kiss.

She still loves to swing. Here she is on the exact swing, exactly 1 year earlier.

Sarah comes up with her own ideas of what to do and how she likes things. Lately she's been all about "bye" meaning "rock-a-bye". When I put her down for a nap, I wrap her up in this blanket, read her a book and rock with her. So now she likes to play "bye" which means "Help me into this chair, put my blanket on me and give me a book."

She's really getting attached to certain things. In addition to her blanket, she loves her doll. Everytime she picks her up, she has to pat her. She gives her food (real or imaginary), gives her kisses, and swings her by the hair. And she loves this golf ball. Justin has like a hundred in the garage and this is her favorite. She likes to throw it down the driveway and then chase after it. This is how she looks when she's ready to go for a ride. She's got her doll and her ball. If she drops one, we'll hear about it.

You'll notice her car seat is front-facing now. She's very excited about that, as you can see.

And my flowers make me happy so I thought I'd share.

The Harvard Sailing Team

I felt I better spread the funniness. Watch this:
Boys Will Be Girls


And if you liked that, watch this:
Poker

Style, Culture, Cuisine and Literature.

Style. In 1 hour and $2 worth of fabric and elastic, you too can make a twirly skirt that will scare your 1-year-old. Well only at first. Then she liked it. Then she snagged it and tore a hole.

Culture. Last weekend my family reunited at our homeland of Logan, Utah. My nephew, Peyton was being ordained a deacon on Sunday so Saturday I took Sarah and my nieces Kyra and Jaana to Willow Park Zoo. Most of the animals are birds. The animal attracting the biggest crowd was this raccoon. He's trying to escape.

I hate raccoons. If anyone remembers the story of the raccoons in my parents attic, you'll know why.

Oh look, more birds.

Sarah running from one bird exhibit to the next.

Even the bobcat was bored. But Sarah loved it. And it's more fun than keeping her from diving into a duckpond. And it's like $1 to get in, if you're honest.

Cuisine. Want to know what Sarah does at home? Sarah spends a lot of time on the kitchen counter.

A lot of time.

I couldn't resist. Here's more of the beaters. She learned from me that licking the beaters is one of the finer things in life and I couldn't be prouder.

One more. I give her props on creativity.

She finally wants down.

Literature. I don't know about your baby, but mine can read.

Giddy for Glee

Who's excited for Glee tonight?

And then after that, watch The Good Wife on CBS. You won't be disappointed.

Easter 2010

Here's Sarah all dressed up for Easter. (A week early because of General Conference).

If I remember correctly, she's mimicking the bark of the neighbor's dog in this photo.

Sarah learned a new word this weekend. Candy. I've also added a new sentence to my repertoire. No more candy, Sarah.

Since Sarah was just a few months old last Easter, this was her first year actually participating in an egg hunt. She didn't really get the concept. She plays with the plastic eggs we got last year all the time. I think she was curious as to why they were in the grass but had no idea why we were making such a fuss over them.

And this blindingly green grass is my parent's yard. Our lawn still looks like February.

Most of her basket was filled by my sweet little cousin Trevor. Once he filled up his basket, he helped by putting stuff in Sarah's. This is my bro-in-law Kenny, sis Rachel, aunt Melanie and her son Trevor.

Once she found a piece of candy, she was content and didn't feel the need to get more. Well, she was content if we opened it and let her eat it.

Expert egg hunters-- Zack and Kyra.

Sunday morning. I will always remember this as the Easter we woke up to 6 inches of snow. And the Easter Sarah played in the snow with no pants or shoes.

She was fully dressed at one time but got all wet. So we stripped her down and tossed her clothes in the dryer. She made her way outside again in just her onesie so I figured I might as well put her coat on.

She's a tough little girl. And it wasn't that cold. I promise.

What'd you do?

Sarah likes to "help" me unload the silverware from the dishwasher. She dropped a knife and she kept saying this, over and over. It took me a few times to get that she was saying, "What'd you do?"

She gets it from me, of course. Anytime she messes up the computer or TV, I say, "Oh no, Sarah. What'd you do?" But not in a mad way. I thought for sure she catch onto saying "Oh no." She pretty much says this all the time now. Drops her milk. "What'd you do?" Runs her horse into the wall. "What'd you do?" Guy knocking down pins in the bowling alley. "What'd you do?"

Wednesday we fed ducks with Kenzie and her daughter Malea. When we weren't holding back our girls from walking straight into the pond, it was pretty fun.

Sarah loves ducks.

Here's Sarah eating the bread and chasing her beloved ducks.

Sarah ran from me but I cut her off and took this picture. You can tell by her face she likes being chased.

And this is just in case you didn't already think she has the most angelic face ever.

Saturday we bowled with Justin's brother Nate and his girlfriend Sam. I like going bowling at BYU since it's pretty family friendly but I don't like that all the 8-pound balls are already taken by the six-year-olds. Good thing we had this ramp or I wouldn't have lasted. I bowled a 64 which coincidentally was also my last mini-golf score.

And by the way, if you take your 17-month-old who wants to run down every lane and knock down the pins, it's definitely exercise.

Sarah was pretty confused by how heavy the bowling ball was.

Here's my DI find of the month. $1. Here's the before shot. They were so gross I almost didn't buy them but I really didn't want to buy new sandals for $10 that by the end of her first day outside were going to look like this anyway. The bottoms looked like the previous owner trampled through a bunch of wet cereal, gum and then grass and mud.

After a good scrubbing. So go ahead, Sarah. Do your worst. I won't even get mad.

Close-up Awesomeness

Justin wanted this picture posted since it captures the awesomeness of his Uni-Bomberesque. I posted the other shot since it captured the awesomeness of shamrock socks. Lucky for you at home, you now get both.

Happy Spring to You!

Seems like every day Sarah can say a new word. Here's her comprehensive list, roughly in order.
Ball, hi, day, bye, cheese, shoes, train, book, no, yeah, crash, socks, splash, all done, hat, show, shake, swing, Pooh (Winnie the Pooh).

Anything glaringly missing from the list? Mom and Dad perhaps? She knows the signs for more, down, milk and please. She can also make the sound of a cow, sheep, dog, chicken and pig. But she just ignores me or thinks I'm being silly when I try to get her to say mom.

But why would she need to? I'm always right there.

Anyway, onto the best day all winter--the last day of winter. Check out this guy in the black hoodie, black hat and sunglasses. I thought he was a kidnapper so I took his picture just in case.

Just kidding, it's Justin lounging about. And I'm so glad I got the lady in the pink pants in this photo. I love everything about her outfit but I love the shamrock socks the most. 3 days after St. Patrick's Day even.

Sarah celebrated the first day of spring by finding her winter hat in the closet and wearing it while watching Looney Tunes.

Sarah likes to watch stuff bake in the oven (She learned it from me). She's saying "swing, swing" as she sways her little bum. I like her.

Adventures with Nature

I felt a little bad that my child's only real exposure to wildlife are the birds in parking lots, so I decided to take Sarah to feed the ducks on Thursday.

She needs to work on her throwing but she had enthusiasm.

Saturday we went to the Bean Museum at BYU. Sarah went crazy. If she's this excited about dead animals, just wait til we go to the zoo. But I think she liked having room to run rather than the actual animals.

I don't remember what kind of animal this is, but I liked it enough to get my picture taken with it.

Sarah liked it too.

"Sarah, where are his eyes?"

This was a hit with all the toddlers.

She really used her arms stretched out to round this corner. It was hilarious.

I wish I was taking video of this. Right when Justin sat her down, she roared quietly at the tiger.

The Giggle Heard Round the World.

You know when you spend $3 at Target and you know it's going to change your life?

She's never laughed harder than that.

No one can sport a onesie like my little one.

Forget growth charts. I can track Sarah's growth by her highchair.

March 2009. First day in her highchair.

March 2010.

She's done this with her toes since she was tiny.

Sarah spent a few minutes rearranging the fridge. Right now she's working on my bottles under the bathroom sink.