All about me at (almost) 22 months!

I can now reportedly climb into AND OUT OF my crib, according to my brother - my parents have yet to witness this feat, which makes sense. If they were there, I would just have them lift me! They believe I'm capable, with me being a monkey and all.

I can say all my animal sounds on command! Mommy always says I don't do baby tricks, but this week at the library during Toddler Time, I did!

I am also saying "uppy" (up, please) when I want to be carried, or lifted up, or when I'm carrying my step stool around to the various rooms trying to think of what I can reach with it. Mom finally figured out how to end the whining and clinging to her legs. She only had to walk away from me one time [seriously, once!] when I wouldn't say "up" and I've been saying it ever since. I'm a quick learner.

"No!" is my favorite word this week. I love to scream it at my brother when I don't want his hand on the shopping cart handle. When I yell "no" at him, he gets sad and tells Mommy that I never want him to go by me ever again. But Mommy tells him it's just for right now* and that he should listen to me. Thanks, Mom!

I point to my diaper and say "PU" when it's wet or dirty. This is another sign that I'm getting ready to try potty training. Mommy checked the store the other day to see how small they make underpants, but the smallest Target carries is 24 months (they were all out) and I'm still in 18 month pants. Not that Mommy's ready for me to give up diapers yet. I haven't actually used the potty once. But I've got all the rest of the steps down. I can pull my pants down, take my diaper off, throw it away, sit on the potty, wipe, and put my pants back on all by myself! So now all I have to do is figure out how to pee and poop on the potty and I can keep my diapers from being "PU!"

My favorite book this week is "Oops!" (Blue Hat, Green Hat by Sandra Boynton)

I like Wall-e and ask to have William's toy robot turned on several times a day. But then I stay far away! I don't want him rolling over my toes! He's a little scary, but fascinating.

My favorite movie is the Baby Einstein movie "Baby McDonald." Many mornings after breakfast I turn on the TV, climb into the rocking chair, point to the TV, and say "E-I-O!" which means I would like to watch my movie now. Sunday night at bedtime Mommy said I couldn't watch E-I-O (I pulled out all the stops and even signed "please" very nicely), but I could watch the next day. Well, I have a very good memory. The next day, after I had breakfast, went to school, picked up William, and ate lunch, the very next thing I did was ask for E-I-O!

Me and William watching movies

*I am very compassionate towards others. I pat William on the back when he's sad. I also like to sit with my arm around him while we watch movies.

My imagination is growing in leaps and bounds. The other night, I had Mommy crawl under my bed to check for lions. I was afraid and cowering in Mommy's lap while looking toward the bed. She didn't know what was wrong, so I roared like a lion. Mommy asked if there was a lion under my bed and I hugged her more tightly. So she put me behind her, crawled under the bed, and came out with two stuffed animals: a kitty and the Grinch. I laughed at that furry Grinch. Then I peeked under the bed myself just to make sure the coast was clear!