Yep, I missed a month. The boy's one-and-a-half-year birthday, to be exact. But we were celebrating in high style at the beach, so there's that excuse. Speaking of the beach, Hutch LOVED it! He yelled wa-doo!!! at the ocean and especially loved to go in with his daddy. He even loved the sand. Due to his distaste about grass on his feet (and sometimes he is even tentative about walking on it with shoes on, like he might still be able to feel it), I figured the sand would be a no-go. Glad I was wrong! He especially loved having snacks on the beach, and he was quick to tell us when he was done with the sand and sun, or wanted a full meal. One morning he clearly stated, "All done. (complete with sign language) Outside. House." Translation: hey people, I am ALL DONE being outside. Take me to the beach house! He did not love the airplane rides so much and wiggled, squirmed and kicked us all the way there and back. i think he slept for a total of 15 minutes roundtrip. He also removed every paper and item in all the seat-back compartments and unlatched the tray tables 342 times. The best part was when a stewardess walked by and he gently reached up and patted her hip!!! When she walked by later, I was laughing through tears and told her I wanted to be sure she knew it was a cute 18 month old, not a creepy old man (or Jordan!), who was touching her.
Hutch is also turning into a little water baby. He loves to be in the pool and wants to do everything sister does, including jump off the side and a few times off the diving board (he does have to be holding your hands at all times, though). He's so brave, but also scares himself sometimes. :)
He's continuing to do well with his glasses, although he has learned how to pop out the lenses and recently hid one from me in a secret compartment of his carseat. And of course scratched it AAALLLL up in the process.
We had our first bout with Hand, Foot, Mouth. Thankfully, brother fared better than his poor sister. Even though they were under the weather, we had a fun Fourth of July with a little swimming and our annual trip to the Quail Creek parade, where Hutch yelled "goggies!! tucks!! cars!!" the whole time. He pretty much stood in the street, in the parade the whole time.
His talking continues to amaze me. At his 18 month appointment, our ped said most kids his age say between 10 and 12 words. I estimate my smarty pants at 75 to 100, complete with lots of two-word, some three-word and a few four-word phrases. At his appointment, he was in the 40th percentile for weight, 18th for height :) and remains in the 85th for head. Lots o' brains in there.
Weight: 24 pounds
Length: 26.5 inches