Hannah had her 18 month check-up today, which revealed a recent growth spurt! She's 33.75" tall/long, which put her in the 95th percentile, and 25 lbs 5 oz., which remained in line with her typical 75th percentile mark. She also apparently has a couple molars that are getting ready to pop through, although still just three teeth each on the bottom and top. This does not bode well for us in the sleep department - another "night terror" reared it's ugly head just last night (although this is the first in many weeks). The good news is she has generally been making it through the night, around 8pm-7+am, thanks in large part to her musical aquarium, which she'll turn on in the night to help sooth herself back to sleep. At this rate, she'll probably be drifting off to Metallica on her baby-iPod by Kindergarten (her dad's favorite sleep-inducing tunes, back in the day).But she doesn't need Metallica to fuel her increasingly "spirited" personality. Dr. Piel warned me today that tantrums are the bastion of 18MO's, and sharing is a "3 year old" concept. This bolstered my increasing fear of my own child (she is still fun and adorable, usually...), but added a pinch of comfort, recognizing that Hannah's very low tolerance for sharing, and public outbursts of "NO!", are at least "normal," despite being embarrassing! Now if only the other kids and parents in her little world would just UNDERSTAND that, being a curious and active one-and-a-half-year-old, she really NEEDS to have everyone else's shovel, and everyone else's turn on the swing, or slide, or spinny-thing, which isn't even actually fun once you're on it apparently, but that won't stop her from going back as soon as some other kid is enjoying his/her turn on it... I mean, SERIOUSLY!...........
Here's a few shots from our day at SF's biggest sandbox, Ocean Beach, when it was blazing hot a couple weekends back. Needless to say, Hannah LOVES the sand (another thing we can't usually tear her away from without a battle). And along with that, loves to point out the moon (Goodnight Moon has become a nightly ritual these days), any passing airplanes, clouds, kites (which she mistook for moons at first). And as noted previously, her newly mastered colors - especially any blue ("Boo!") and yellow cars that might be passing by. It's pretty funny the things that kids will notice and pick out of a busy scene that we grown-ups have long since grown blind to. The best is when she's trying to show you something, or point it out on some high up shelf, and since her English isn't exactly crystal clear, it takes a while to figure out what she's talking about. But when it clicks, and you realize, Duh, of course - Cheerios! It's pretty awesome to realize that we're able to truly communicate to each other. Now if we could only convert a few more of those No's to Yes's! (In all fairness, she is really good at saying Sorry and Thank You too.)
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