15 months old

Warning: Long Post

Carter is now 15 months old and no longer acts like a baby. He is now acting like a toddler (minus the walking) and some of it is cute and some I could do with out. He no longer holds his breath until he falls limp on the ground when he's upset. He now screams bloody murder. Just last night as we made him leave the park, his screams could be heard through out the neighborhood. Luckily he is easily distracted.

I thought tantrums weren't suppose to start this early........

On to the good stuff.....

Carter's first taste of Oreos. And no Oreos don't have milk in them; I've had about 10 people gasp when they learned he had an oreo. Oreos are actually quite cheaply made. Made with soy and there is no milk which means no real chocolate. Still worth the 100 calories per cookie? I think not.
First time enjoying the spoon from the batter. I am getting quite good(if I can pat my own back) on making "vegan" treats and meals. Here is Milk and Egg Free Chocolate Zucchini Cake. Delicious and Moist. Can you see the cooking show now? "Vegan Cooking with Mrs. E."



Carter LOVES bath time. He now can sign "bath" and you had better not mention the word unless the tub is already filled up. Or he will try and climb in fully clothed.

Or fully naked.......

(Doesn't he have such a cute bum?)

He is just starting to try and climb up on everything and anything. Luckily the beds and couches are still just a little high!



Carter loves to be rocked by Grandma. Nobody, not even mom, does it like grandma. He will crawl right up on her lap and lay his head down. Luckily, Grandma doesn't mind this either!


Carter is obsessed with being outside and obsessed with his dump truck. Combine the 2 and good luck ever getting him to come home. And he won't come home without a complete and total meltdown.


He loves to climb steps. He would go up and down all day if I let him. At first he wanted to go head first but has since figured out how to turn around and scoot backwards. About 6 seconds after this picture was taken he tried to sit down and fell down the last step. He had a nice shiner and scrape to show for all his hard work.


Carter also loves the lazy susan and all my tupperwares. Combine that again with his dump truck and it's hilarious. He has learned how to move himself on the dump truck and he takes it everywhere. He was even able to back himself into this corner so that he could get into the cupboards without having to get off. Drive, reverse, left, right, he's got them all down.


Carter will often go to the front door and point and beg me to take him outside. If I don't comply, he will stand up and look out the window and try to turn the door handle. I love how he has figured out that standing on his tippy toes will buy him a few more inches!


*Sigh* Now onto the eating issues. Mr. Independent has decided that he would like to feed himself with utensils. He has the coordination of a 1 year old though and most of it ends up on the floor. He will stab at the food or take a swipe at the food and then put it into his mouth EMPTY. He hasn't figured out how to use a spoon yet and baby forks are worthless. Those spikes don't hold any food. He can use a real fork but the coordination issue comes into play again and he comes close to poking his eyes out.


This little boy LOVES his daddy and his daddy has the same feelings. Neil can get him giggling and shrieking with delight like noone else can. Their favorite games to play are chase and to "wrestle." Neil lays on the ground and Carter climbs all over him.

Carter is obsessed with brushing his teeth. Every morning as I get ready he fusses if I don't give him his toothbrush as I brush my teeth. He even has the back and forth motion down. Tears often follow my taking his toothbrush away. So I make sure and give him a good few minutes with his toothbrush. Hopefully his love of good hygiene continues.


I recently taught Carter the sign for "help." I now regret doing that. He asks for "help" all the time now! He asks for help in going outside every minute, he asks for help in turning the noise maker on his dump truck on. The best is when he throws a ball across the room and asks me for help in getting it instead of him crawling over and getting it. He's too smart for his own good.