Anyway, Sadie just keeps getting bigger and more fun. She will be 18 months old tomorrow. So far, this is my favorite age by far. She is just a delight to be around. She is learning so fast. She doesn't talk, but she knows a lot of words. When we read, I'll ask her to point to different things in her book, and she knows almost all of them.
She's becoming more social and loves to play. When she gets really excited, she shakes her head from side to side, pumps her legs up and down, and lets out a high-pitched squeal. It is impossibly cute. She also likes to help out around the house. She helps me put laundry into the dryer (on the rare occassion when I do laundry), and I've even taught her to throw away her poopy diapers.
We've got lots of pictures from Christmas, and I don't have time to post them all now. (Mom, I promise I will post more within the next week.) I'm going to start with some pictures from when Jill took Sadie to play in the snow that somehow miraculously fell in San Diego.
Hey, what's all this white stuff?
I don't know, but I think I like it.
She definitely liked it.
