If she's not strapped into her high chair for a meal or passed out in her crib, this girl is running - constantly. She doesn't walk. She doesn't sit. She runs. Non-stop. And it is exhausting. If there's anything we can determine about her personality, it's that she is intense in everything she does. She will run circles around the dining room table until she falls over. She will empty the contents of every drawer in the kitchen before I can even turn around. She will pull all 397 books off her shelves, stopping to look through each one before moving onto the next. When she doesn't get her way, she clenches her fists, grits her teeth, and growls. It's slightly disturbing but also ridiculously funny. I have a pretty hard time holding it together as soon as I see those chubby little fists ball up.
The tot continues to be a strong eater and, more recently, a stronger snacker. During the course of our advent activities, I introduced Tay to cotton candy, cookies, marshmallows, and other various sweets and, like most kids, she took to them immediately. She couldn't get enough of the cotton candy or marshmallows, throwing a fit when I told her she'd had enough. And when she wants seconds of something, she boldly makes her request by slamming her empty bowl on the floor - a sure-fire sign that she is, in fact, my child.
She is absolutely obsessed with her lullaby videos. She literally won't take her eyes off the screen the entire time they are on. My parents were in sheer disbelief until they witnessed it themselves during our stay at their house over Christmas. She stares so intently, occasionally dancing or clapping along, as if she is memorizing every word and motion before her. Recently, she began clapping her hands and stomping her feet during "If You're Happy and You Know It" and it just may be the sweetest sight ever. She has an extreme passion for music and laughter, and I'm more than willing to provide both for her amusement.
Second to music, our girl loves to play...rough. The higher Jake throws her and the faster I chase her, the more she squeals with delight. I am certain she will go through a tomboy phase (didn't we all?) and encounter a lot of scraped elbows and knees in the future. She is going to be a very active and ornery child, just like her momma and daddy were. We are definitely in for a wild ride with this one.
Happy 15 months, little one. I can't wait to see what the next month will hold!
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