18 Months

Cannon is a year and a half. It seems crazy that he is 18 months old already. It seems he went from baby to big boy overnight. He is still my little baby but don't tell him that because he wants nothing to do with being a baby. He does everything Hudson does and most of the time he does it really well. He keeps up and it scares us. He is a really fast runner, very coordinated at most things he does. Scooters, plasma cars, stairs, climbing, slides, etc. He has no fear. None. He loves to be outside. He throws himself against closed doors, to the point of injury, hoping that someone will eventually open it and let him out to play. He says a lot of words, maybe 50 or 60, but I think only we understand him most of the time. He is friendly and says Hi and Bye to everyone we see. He makes his dislikes known by yelling at us and boy is he stubborn. He is my climber, always wanting to be on everyone else's level. He climbs on the couch, he climbs up the side of the stairs, up chairs, up his highchair, onto tables. He has climbed out of his crib twice now and we now have the crib mattress on the floor, hoping to buy ourselves a couple more months before we have to think about a big kid bed for him.

Cannon makes our family so happy and brings us so much joy. I smile and laugh with him (and at him) all day. My little man is growing up and I love it... but it also makes me a little sad.

Cool Cannon.


Not scared to go head first.


Playing in a box.


Fascinated while watching the skateboarders at the skate park. Uh oh.


Saying Hi to everyone on the carousel.


Being silly.


We love you so much Cannon. You are our crazy little boy and we love watching you grow.