Hank

Oh, Hanky, where do I start?  You are 16 months old big boy!

I often chant "Momma's boy, Momma's boy!" And it's so true. You love your momma. But then again, you love everyone.

Happy doesn't even begin to describe you. You are just the jolliest fella ever. You laugh and cackle and wake up with the biggest grin on your face. Oh, don't get me wrong... You have a temper when things don't go your way but usually we give you your beloved blankie and all is good again.

You love to play outside and just be a boy.  Roll in mulch, run as fast as possible, eat rocks, and push trucks.

 

You play hard and sleep hard.  You currently sleep form 9 til 9 and take a long 2-3 hour nap around 2:00.  The hours you are awake you are never still and always climbing.

You still love to go and clap your little hands when we say "bye bye."  You love to wear shoes and even put your legs and arms up in the air to get dressed.  Its all because you think it means you're going outside.

Your favorite word is still "Dat!"  You point at something you want and repeat "dat "dat" "DAT!" until you get it.  It works.  Other words you say are mom, dad, hi, bye, uh-oh, Ro(for Rosie), nite-nite, out, Pops, Mad(for Maddox), juice, and milk.  I'm surprised you don't say french fries, or ketchup because I'd have to say that's your favorite.

You weigh 26 lbs and are 32 inches tall.  According to the Doc that puts you in the 75th percentile for weight.  He predicts you're going to be husky.

Hank, you bring joy to our lives we could never have imagined.  Love you baby boy!