My Little Boy...

O.k. here is the post where I gush about the Tomma Shomma. Boring, I know, but one day he'll read this and I want him to know what he was like at 17 months old.
The kid (80% of the time) is this laid back, go with the flow, wind up toy of energy and exploration. He is a HUGE sleeper (still two big naps a day) and when he awakes...it's all go, go go!!!! He's all action and few words, but lots and lots of love. His favorite game is chase and his favorite activity is to turn pages of board books with anyone who will sit with him and point at things yelling, "BA!" and waiting for you to tell him what things are. He is getting really big - I noticed it this week in his car seat and stroller. All of a sudden his legs are longer and he just looks huge strapped in. Time just flies so fast...
This week, he has surprised me by saying, "Hi!" and "Apple." So just for the record, words he currently has are:
Ball
Dada
Mama
Boppa
Hi
Scout
Duck
Truck
EL! for Elmo
Apple
And what appears to sound like, "What's this?" but comes out, "Whasshhdiiis?"
He continues to be a HUGE Mama's boy, which I love. Seriously, the boy is so in love with me it is ridic. I can calm him down when no one else can. I secretly love it...
Oh don't get me wrong...the dude gets MAD. He doesn't enjoy when things don't go his way and he will let you know. But for his age, I find him fairly low key.
So in conclusion, my Tomma is a Shollamma (makes no sense). I love his fluffy hair, his cheeks, and his chubby, suntanned feet. And that's all I have to say today.