Lyndon is 18 months old!

Yikes! When did this happen?

For some reason, I've always thought of 18 months as the age where babies become children. I guess it's because they're pretty much all walking, talking and expressing their *ahem* opinions by then. It's also the last stage at which you can easily find onesies. I love onesies, but they are definitely "baby" attire, conjuring up images of itty-bitty toes and little knit hats. *swoons*

Ok, enough of that. Back to Lyndon. 18 month-old Lyndon is very physical and loves tackles, tickles, snuggles and full-body hugs. He expresses affection not only through hugs and kisses, but also through high fives, head bonks and handshakes. He says 10 words and can point to 14 body parts and 7 animals. He loves books and has quite a few memorized, including Guess How Much I Love You and The Poky Little Puppy. He also loves fingerplays and will play along with Itsy Bitsy Spider, Wheels on the Bus, Wise Man/Foolish Man, and Where is Thumbkin. He love love LOVES music, especially if he can dance to it.

Adrian says this is his favorite age so far because it's so much fun! I tend to agree. Happy 18 months, little man.