My 18 month old

On December 10, my baby turned 18 months.  It's so hard to wrap my head around. Its incredible how these little people come into our lives and make us forget about how life was before they were here.  I literally feel like I've always known Sara...Jack and Emma, too.

So, Sara's 18 month check up isn't until next week, so I will probably edit this post to reflect her height and weight. But as far as milestones, they are as follows:

She's finally full on walking. Took her 17 months to do it, but she's a pro now.

Her appetite sucks as of late. She wants Graham crackers. Everything else ends up all over her and all over my floor.  This is a huge change from the girl who ate everything just a week or so ago.

Her mouth seems like it's about to explode with teeth. 

She's currently has her 987th ear infection this year. 

She is talking more and more. Her current vocabulary consists of: Jack,  Dad, Up, please, i love you (iyou),  naptime, diaper, teeth, stairs...please note that Mommy is not one of them.  Thanks, Sass.

Her attitude has changed.  She's a spunky little thing, full of Sass and love. She's bratty, and hits and says no, and she gives the best hugs and kisses and loves to cuddle.  She seems just as sensitive as her older siblings.

She is a Daddy's girl, through and through.  She lights up when she sees her daddy. She walks through the house when he's at work and looks in all of the rooms of the house yelling, "Da! Da!" It's ridiculously adorable.

She loves her Jack.  She loves to hug him and kiss him and he makes her laugh like no other.

Sleep is better. There is a specific routine that she needs in order to go down, and it's not always without a fight, but we are getting there. She hasn't been in my bed for about 2 weeks, so that's a huge improvement.

I guess that's it for now.  Sasa, my little sassy pants. You are bright and amazing and so loveable and smart. You are growing and changing and it's just so much fun to watch.  I love you, so much.