my growing boy

I don't think I ever made an update on Lincoln's growth. He's back in the charts!! 19th percentile for weight. Whoo hoo! His growth in New Jersey was probably one of the only highlights. He just decided to eat enough to grow finally.

He insisted on trying sushi. Starting him young! It looks like he doesn't have the buds for it yet. I was proud he just stabbed it up with his chopsticks though! we were all like "What's he doing!? take a picture! Quick!" 

 He's 32 inches and 23 lbs right now at 18 months. Boom! 

This is his blue steel face :)

He loves playing outside in the park. But it can be pretty terrible trying to pass it to get to the parking lot. It makes me feel like a bad mom too, when I just want to sit inside in my pajamas. there is a hoard of women out there who sit together everyday. I'm just not brave enough. I did recently join the moms club here in the complex, maybe if I ever go to an activity i'd get to know the ladies outside. 

This is my brother Clint at Lincoln's age, Twins! side by side is crazy to me. it's funny that I always imagined Lincoln looking like that, maybe just because I thought Clint was an adorable toddler and wished him to be the same.  I think that's every moms nightmare, to have an ugly child. Am I right? Or just vain? 

 

Lincoln is talking like crazy now. He knows over 60 words. Tries to repeat, pretends to read his books, talks on his plastic phone, sings even. His new favorite jam is daft punk's " lose yourself to dance." Anytime we get in the car, we hear dance, dance pwease, dance, from the back seat. 

His most favorite food is apples right now. 

We picked apples this last weekend up at my moms. These were all the Bad! they'd been on the ground too long. the craziest part was when we got a ladder, and there was giant bite marks in the apples way up high! Like 1/2 the apple!  Dinosaur maybe? More likely raccoon, but surprising to pluck an apple and it already been bitten. 

 

 

Lincoln is just a silly boy, almost annoying sometimes. Should I admit that?  I think it's his terrible twos rearing to go. He loves to climb into our laps, high chair, back of the couch, and crib. I'm afraid he's going to kill himself. he has lots of energy and is experimenting with volume control. He yelled his way through lowe's yesterday, embarrassing. he also calls kalob by name, instead of daddy sometimes. ( it's secretly funny ) 

When he was reintroduced to his cousins this weekend, he cracked us all up. He just walked right up to them and stared up at their faces for the longest time, to each one separately. I really don't know what he was thinking. Maybe trying to remember them, or he was just in awe to have friends more his size. 

Look at all three of these cuties piled on Kalobs lap! 

I know im lucky to have so much attractiveness in my life! Just look at these two. It kills me...their matchy matchy outfits. I love watching them outside the window playing in the sandbox, or riding a tricycle. 

I love my boys.