18

 phoebe is officially 18 months. for every mother this is such a blessed and sad day. blessed because they are mobile and independent. sad because they are mobile and independent. in mormon culture 18 months is a big marker because they enter the children's nursery for 2 hours on sunday. one nursery leader asked, "is phoebe ready!?" and i replied, "yes! she just started pinching, stealing, saying "no" and running away!"

all kidding aside. we love this little ragamuffin- even if she does pinch and steal.

her latest words are:

buh!-bus

da buh!- the bus (ty says it sounds really close to the man in the waterboy)
date doo!- thank you

lyla-cousin lyla

lyla- cousin evelyn

ella- her friend ella

babby-abby

babby-lucy (don't ask)
awi- cousin ari

kiiiieee!- kitty

EDDIE!!!- eddie

daaaaaIIIIIEEEE!- daddy

boppa- grampa

momma- grandma

mommy- mommy

NO!-no

wawa- water

wa- walk

wa-rock

wing!- swing

iwannawing!- i want to swing

tada!- tada!

orry- sorry

UGH!- give me that, i'm done, get me down, let me go, go away (take your pick)

she loves to eat:

fruit

fruit 

fruit

fruit 

and fruit

green beans

and almost every other type of food

she's kind of a foodie