18 Months!

I have become lazy as of late as the baby is encompassing my organs and has reduced me to the energy level of a pug on a hot day. This is not a good combination of symptoms to have when you have a toddler running around. So, I am not going to put any sort of stamp of endorsement on getting pregnant with a toddler for those who are contemplating such a brave and seemingly reckless action. We still have not totally decided on a name, mostly because Lawrence dislikes all names other than Jack. We are well aware that this child will sometime around his teen or pre-teen years use as bargaining material the fact that we clearly do not love him as much as Levi for not giving him another L name. We will just calmly explain that we gave him an L middle name instead and that we love him, just not as much as Levi. I kid, I kid. And yes, the baby's initials are looking to be JLO at this point. This is one step better than the other name were considering: Owen Jack (OJ).

Levi is almost 18 months and he has been blowing my mind lately. His personality is sweet overall and he never hits or bites which we hope continues when the baby comes. He started saying "night night I love you" as he goes to sleep which is really cute. He is talking like crazy, has probably around 400 words and is now using short phrases a lot of the time. He can correctly identify and say most colors, counts to 10, says his full name, blah blah. Nobody cares of course but I wanted to get it down because as I have covered before, you lose 20% of your brain during pregnancy and this blog is his baby book. 

The other day Levi said, "Dada, find him." I explained Dada is at work and he replied, "Dada..doctor, office". It blew my mind because he has clearly been listening to us talk and is putting ideas together himself without being told. This means I have to watch my mouth and not tell people he is a crazy maniac like I do when he is kicking on the ground throwing a tantrum because I would not let him touch dog poop.Some other things he does is when I give him anything broken (like a piece of cheese) he will throw it on the floor and say "no, broken!" Then, he asks for a "nice one". He must not understand that children are starving in Africa.

He also likes to say "broke it, get batteries" if any of his toys are not working. He clearly has a mild obsession with batteries as his favorite aisle in the store is the battery aisle (normal?).  He seems to be aware that I am suffering from terrible pregnancy heartburn. When I complain about it, which is very often according to Lawrence, he finds my Tums for me and says "pills! mamas" and brings them to me. It is pretty cute until he asks me to "open it" and throws another tantrum because I will not give him the "candy". Clearly he has not figured out that peppermint flavored chalk does not taste like candy. Levi also loves trucks and busses and identifies and says trash truck, truck, blue bus, or school bus from the sound alone in the yard.

Eating and weight gain are still his Achilles heel. He lives off milk, fruit, and sunshine mixed with some "star cheese". Yes, he will only eat cheese in a star shape. This is okay though because I have given up on really caring about this due to pregnancy induced apathy. He weighs the same (22 pounds) as our new 5 month old neighbor Blaze (cool name right? I digress). There is much more to report but that is all for now. Hopefully I will get in another update before the baby comes!

32 weeks

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