My hat-wearing, shoe-fanatic, huggable, loveable, kissable, sweet boy is 18 months old today. Cody wears shoes all the time and he protests every time I take them off. He would wear them to bed if we would allow it. He will even resort to finding mom and dad's shoes so he can clippety-clop around the house. He also loves headwear...hats, beanies, hoods, tiaras, buckets...if he can somehow put it on his head, that's where it's going! He recently started adding a few words to his vocabulary and is currently saying "okay" and "I do!" a lot. It is so adorable. He follows his big sister around everywhere and mimics every move she makes. As a result, he is learning to be a bit more bold and outgoing. Every once in a while he will say, "hey dude" to a random stranger. But more often than not, he is a pretty shy guy. He is definitely more timid than his big sis, but he does not hesitate to stick up for himself. I often hear Cody and Lyla arguing and he will clearly shout, "NO, Lyla!". I cringe at the thought of how many fights I will have to break up between these two strong-willed children. But Cody has a very soft side. He loves to cuddle with me and I just soak up all the attention I can get! We have our nighttime routine together...after bathtime, tooth-brushing, and jammies, we grab a bottle of soy milk, his "fuzzy" (blanket) and rock in the rocking chair together. He often lifts up his head to search for my face in the dark and gives me a kiss. What could be better than a kiss that you aren't asking for or expecting from a baby? I don't think there is anything sweeter in the world. It's hard to believe that he will be turning two years old in six short months from now. I still think of him as my baby boy. Maybe that never goes away. Happy 18 months, my son! I love you bigger than the sky!
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