Sixteen

Hello! 

I turned 16 months old the other day. 

I'm definitely acting like a toddler now, 

but most days my parents think I'm a teenager 

because HELLO, EMOTIONS!

I cry, I scream, I throw things. 

I hit and throw myself on the floor. 

My parents really don't know how to handle it 

and I can tell I'm driving them a bit nuts.

I just don't know how to handle my emotions!

It would sure help if I could talk more!

Good thing I'm cute, that's all I gotta say. 

I'm pretty sure that helps me out a lot. ;)

I do talk some… and am learning more words as time goes on. 

I say, "all done" now, usually right after mom puts my food in front of me. 

I also say book and goodbye. 

I try to say grandma because well, I just love my grandmas. 

It isn't coming out quite right yet, but I am trying. 

I finally conquered the stairs the other day. 

I could go up them, but was really terrified of going down them.

Daddy would try to hold my hand, but I'd hold onto the railing for dear life. 

I guess it was a sight to see because mom just laughed. 

I'm a climber though, especially on the table. 

It is so fun being up there and I'm not sure why others don't like it! 

I'm also not sure why anyone else needs mama, but me. 

Why does brother need to sit on her? Why does dad need to hug her? 

I don't like that very much… she's all mine! 

Speaking of that did you know I'm having a baby sister in a little over a month. 

People keep on talking about how I'll have to share mom even more. 

What does that even mean? I'm unsure.

But I'll be 17 months old by then, so maybe I'll understand and be able to handle it. 

(HA HA HA HA…HA!)

Love,

Maeva