PUPPY and other words you know

well toots are you certainly off and running. it's hard to imagine what life was life before you said words or pointed to things and said something that none of us could understand. you seem to know exactly what's going on even if we don't.
you are becoming a really picky eater, much to your parents chagrin. we certainly have tried to increase your taste in different food but it's becoming smaller and smaller each meal. we aren't giving up, although your father tends to give in and give you the old standbys- yogurt (we can't even say it anymore without you going to the fridge to stand there until we open it to give you some) crackers (really crackers of any kind, but you love graham and oyster the best) eggs, salmon (yeah i know, fish??) tilapia, pasta (as long as it's a good sauce you like, none of that meat stuff in it.) you also love this vegetable mixture that we get at the store that has yellow carrots, spinach, and white beans in a butter sauce.
you will refuse hamburger of any kind. in fact you don't like most meats, you'll eat chicken every once in a while, but most of the time no deal. at daycare you've been coming home with only eating some of your lunch, you eat a huge breakfast, most of your morning and afternoon snacks but aren't too keen on lunch yet.
speaking of daycare, you've moved rooms! how could i forget to mention that! you were the oldest baby in the other room, now you've "graduated" the big girl room. in this room you get more movement, more activities. you even brought home your first "coloring" paper last week. the room is just past the big painting of Clifford on the wall. every time (and i mean every time) you walk by it you have to stop and pat Clifford and say "puppy". this new room is great, you've already been outside a ton, you also get to go into the gym and play on playground equipment. the girls in the room say you have fit in just fine, you are very kind to all your new friends, some of which were in your room when you were a baby. they say that when someone is crying you always go over and pat them to try to sooth them. you also used to go over to the babies that were crying and put their pacifiers back in their mouths, after you used it for a bit of course. :)
you know lots of words now and it seems you are learning more and more everyday. you know: grandpa (bah-bah), baby (you love to point out babies all over, even if there isn't a baby near by) bye-bye, car (cah), pen (pin) puppy, cracker (i can't even spell how you say it), bath (bahh), night night (pretty much the same), mama, and bird (which sounds like burrr) you still love reading and aren't sitting through too many books lately but just enough.
the love affair with willie hasn't died any. you still love to chase him and pet him and pull his hair when you can get close enough. lately when he's been next to me on the floor you've come over and laid on him. i think he handles your "love" pretty well. he never growls or barks or nips you, he just whines and runs away. on Friday morning of this last week i looked over to see you on the floor trying to pick a bottle up with your teeth. you love plastic pop bottles because you know if you have one in your hand willie will come close to you. you try to get them away from him so he will follow you. you love to imitate him, pet him, and chase him. he's certainly your favorite. deep down i think he loves you too. when we climb the stairs at night after you've gone to bed he always goes straight into your room to circle around your crib before he comes into our room. you also scream PUPPY in the morning when we get up because he makes a beeline for your room in the morning also. it's pretty sweet. just don't put those bottles in your mouth anymore okay?
you also have been climbing a lot, not to mention the belly flop you took off the couch in the dining room onto the wood floor. poor thing. you had a scrap on your mouth and nose after that one. you've stopped doing so much of that after that little incident. speaking of noses, you have this new thing of sticking your finger up your nose. i'm not sure if you didn't realize there was a hole there before but let's hope that habit doesnt last too much longer. ha!
sorry it's been a while since I've written. i have lots to share with you, i will write more later. love mommy