Dear Mabel June,
You are 19 months old. You've had quite a month, possibly your wildest yet!
We started out this month heading to Nana and Grandpa's for a weekend of relaxation and sleep. OH WAIT, you don't really do those things!
You made Grandpa hold your hand while on a walk,
You're quite smitten with him. I dare say he feels the same way.
Ruby's buddy Chloe came with us. We had fun playing at the science museum
We also took another trip to our local children's museum. You love this place!
We've had park playdates, in the sun and the rain. You don't seem to be bothered by either
You've mostly mastered using a spoon and a fork, mostly.
We had the first of many back yard campouts. We had a fire and the big kids slept in a tent. You ate one bite of hot dog and slept on my head, in the bedroom.
You thought the fire was pretty awesome, and thankfully didn't get too close to it.
You think sitting at the big kid table is pretty rad, and your sisters think you joining them is the best thing ever.
You've joined us in biking! You either ride on the back of my bike or you get pushed on a tricycle. Either way, you think you're pretty bad ass.
Speaking of being badass... You thought this month, as a tiny 19 month old, it was a good idea to fall and BREAK YOUR ARM. You fell on 5/30, but 20 minutes after we arrived at the emergency room you acted like nothing had ever happened, so we went home. You acted like NOTHING ever happened, until 5 days later when you (probably) fell on it again so the next morning we went to ZoomCare and got an X-ray.
This is pretty much the face you gave the doctor as he palpated your arm. YOU DID NOT FLINCH. They didn't think you needed an X-ray, but I insisted... and there it was, a small but obvious torus fracture (which is no big deal, it heals pretty quickly) so you were put in a splint for the next 3 weeks.
Wearing the splint did not slow you down one bit. You are one mighty kid.
After a successful backyard camp out, we went on a real campout! It rained almost the whole time, but we had lots of fun anyway, and the new tent kept us warm and dry!
You thought it was all pretty great.
And you looked like a total badass with your bandanna and splint.
This is only the first of many camp outs you'll have every summer of your life, and I can't wait for all the fun we will have together.
Mabel, you are simply an amazing kid. You are talking all the time, you repeat every word we say, and are trying to say 2 and 3 word sentences. You SCREAM when you don't get your way (like when getting a diaper changed or when you want milk and I can't (or won't) give it to you. Even after breaking your arm, you are still desperately trying to be just like all the big kids, I have a feeling you are going to give me quite a few scares in your life (I hope I am wrong on this). You are a funny, sweet and loving child. You love giving kisses and hugs. Every morning you wake up happy, and you can't wait to go find Daddy and your sisters. You are a good eater, and a decent sleeper tho i would never complain if you decided to just start sleeping for 12-13 hours at night without waking. You sleep in a toddler bed next to me, which is lovely because when you do wake up, you can crawl over to me and snuggle (and ask for milk but I say no because I'm all done night nursing).
My sweet girl, you are so perfect for our family. You can make anyone smile, and your hugs are the best medicine. You are so different from your sisters, and yet you all fit so perfectly together. They love matching, and dressing you in something the same if possible, you aren't old enough to protest but I suspect you will some day because you are REALLY assertive. As you get older and are becoming your own person, I am finding that being a mother of 3 kids is HARD and exhausting, but the love I see between you and your sisters, and the joy you all bring me is so worth all the hard work. Thank you for coming into our lives and being the perfect ending.
All my heart, Mama