Dog Days of Summer...

Except it was March 17th! Molly turned 18 months old on this day. A year and a half. Wow. When people ask me how old she is now, and I say, "A year and a half." I'm shocked every time. For some reason, a year and a half seems soooo old. :-) But she's so petite, sensitive, sweet, cuddly, kind, and fragile (or at least acts that way) that she still seems much younger to me.
I decided to surprise Will after his nap with some sprinkler time out in the backyard...he'd been asking constantly and it was finally (finally, ha! its march)  warm enough to fire up the water. He was very excited, and it turned out to be a whole lotta fun. It was Molly's first time playing in a sprinkler. I realized later it was a wonderful way to "celebrate" her 18th month birthday. She LOVED it...she giggled and sprayed and got sopping wet. I loved watching every minute of it. Her squeals mixed with Will's loud giggles and laughs made for fantastic backyard music.
Happy 18th Birthday Molly!
-weighs 22lbs 10oz
-32inches long
-loves to read books, anything flying, macaroni and cheese, Pooh Crackers from Costco, Bathtime, brushing her teeth, flowers, Gymbo the clown, climbing, sand, the ocean, copying anything her brother does, babies (real and toy), Will's preschool teachers, necklaces, going to Daddy's office with a book every morning for him to cuddle and read with her...probably the most precious thing I've ever seen.
-first word: Elmo "Elma" other words: Emily "Emma-ma-ma" ball, bird, boots, Brother "budha," banana, mama, dada, nana, papa. Makes all animal sounds, and "flying sound."
-gives the sweetest random kisses, hugs, gentle pats and snuggles. Will walk up behind Brother and gently pat his back or head, wrap her arms around him and hug, blow kisses,
-Does absolutely EVERYTHING her brother NEVER did...everything.