Another month, another update. This brings us to a whopping FIFTEEN!
Cullen is in this really great stage right now where he’s doing lots of fun toddler stuff, but he’s also still very much a baby. I’ll see him running and jumping around and think about how big he’s gotten. And in the next moment, he’ll turn around and I’ll see his juicy chubby baby cheeks.
The big news this month is that he finally got a haircut! We attempted one last month, which was a total disaster. We tried again last week, and had success at a barber shop! As much as I loved his crazy mop of wispy curls, it was getting to be a bit too much. He was looking like Ringo Starr. The hairdresser didn’t take off much – just the really long pieces on the sides, and an inch or two off the back. Now he’s looking a lot more coiffed, and a lot less mullet.
Although it’s growing back in very quickly. Who did he get this awesome hair from? Certainly not me. It’s almost long enough to peek out from under his ears again. And he still has those gorgeous curls in the back, hidden under his hat!
Speaking of hats, last week we had our first snow here in Seattle, and we wasted no time in getting out there to play! Cullen absolutely loved it. (You can see more pictures of our snow adventure over on Babble.)
He is on the go ALL the time now. He’s steady and sturdy, and he often looks back and laughs as he runs away. I fear the day when he is faster than me.
Indoor play is a lot of the same as it has been for the past few months – stacking, sorting, moving, tapping, and organizing. He is obsessed with all things CUPS.
But his fine motor and cognitive skills are noticeably developing. He used to just bang cups together and move them around, but now he can build a tower, and he knows which cups will fit into each other. It’s pretty impressive!
I thought we had finally passed the everything-in-the-mouth stage, which has felt never-ending. Turns out, it is. We are back to digging rocks and mulch out of his mouth whenever he is outside. Seriously, when does this stop? I am 31, and can’t remember the last time I tried to eat a rock or a stick.
He’s becoming more and more daring and bold, which is fun and also terrifying. He flings his body across the room, flies full speed into my lap, and his forehead usually has at least one bruise or big red spot. Casey and I live in constant fear that we will accidentally leave the baby gates open. He’s so naturally curious, and even though I’ve tried to teach him to go down on his belly, I’m so afraid of what would happen if he had the chance. Let’s hope we never find out!
He has so much determination and motivation. Whether it’s getting the pieces to fit into the shape sorter or climbing up the slide on the playground, he keeps going and going until he gets it.
Last month he was going through a major picky phase as far as food was concerned. I dreaded meal time, since every one was an epic battle unless he was eating oatmeal or toast. All vegetables were thrown on the floor, unless slathered in hummus. I’m not sure what changed recently, but he’s wolfing down everything in sight. His appetite is enormous, and I think he might be hitting a growth spurt. He is HEAVY!
His belly is gigantic and ridiculous. I love it. He starts out really skinny in the morning, and then eats and eats all day until his belly is ready to burst at night. I’ll let you guess what I am greeted with every morning. Yikes.
Sleeping is still going really well, despite changing time zones last week. We’re back onto Pacific time now that we’re home, and he’s sleeping 7:30am to around 8ish in the morning. It is bliss. We are all so much more well rested these days.
After months of months of no teething action, we are finally seeing some white poking through again. He’s currently getting both his upper and lower left molars, which is causing an insane amount of drool, a runny nose, and a super cling monster. I can’t really blame him though – can you imagine what that feels like? Thank goodness we forget!
He is such a joy, and it just keeps getting better and better. Not much more to say than that!
Fifteen Month Rundown
- Weight: gigantic. I’m guessing at least 24 pounds.
- New Words: no, uh oh, yeah, and again
- Teeth: eight, with two more on the way
- Favorite Foods: broccoli, black beans, Mediterranean hummus, mini muffins, sweet potatoes, steamed apples, fresh pairs, toast with sunbutter
- Likes: being held by mom, giving the dogs their treats, drinking from straws, eating out of his snack cup, reading books, wash baskets, playing with phones, climbing in and out of his reading chair
- Dislikes: the stroller, getting dressed, wearing shoes, walking and holding hands, the dogs being too rowdy, dad going to work, getting strapped into the car seat
Last but not least, a video of Cullen in action at fifteen months!