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Chloe was 15 months yesterday! Nana Donna came to visit this week. That, along with Dan and I both being sick, and the Opening Ceremonies last night, caused us to completely forget to take her 15 month photos. (I know, two months in a row, shame on me.) But we're not that far behind, so away we go!
I am happy to report that Chloe has moved from walking to running at times. She is so darned cute. I don't think we will ever get sick of this little peanut bopping around with her little tush wiggling. When we took her in for her ear infection, they said she weighed 20 pounds, 4 ounces. I know this means she's little, but I'm not sure what percentile.
She continues to crack us up daily. It's amazing what a sense of humor such a little person can have. She teases us with food, says the wrong words (that we know she knows) when prompted and bends (and breaks) every rule we lay out for her. Ok, some days it's more frustrating than funny, I admit.
She is finally saying "Mama" more frequently. I can't think of any truly new words other than that, but I've yet to have my coffee this morning.
We are working on practicing drinking out of a regular cup (video to come - we're working on it), and she's pretty good at it.
She loves her books, her baby, her "soft friends" and her chairs.
We are currently in this beautiful grace period of no sickness and no teething. We'll see how long it lasts.
Happy 15 months, Chloe Jo. You are growing into such a delightful little girl!