I’m eighteen months old. I’m now 85cm tall and 12.5 kg. We didn’t check my head circumference this time, but I’m pretty sure it’s just the right size. My vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds – my new favourite word (and oft-convenient stall tactic) is “hug!” I’ve added to my politeness repertoire to include “dhnkghu” (that’s thank you). I’m also becoming quite good at helping out – putting away groceries and helping to feed the cat – but she still isn’t sure if I’d make a good friend or not. I’ve learned how to “smile” on command – which makes it difficult for Mummy and Daddy to take a decent picture of me. I like to name body parts: "eye" "ear" "moust" "head" "hair" "hand" "leg" "toe" "foot" and I LOVE to wear Daddy's glasses - don't I look smart?
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I think this is the funiest picture I've ever seen.
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