19 months

Oh Cheyanne, my how time is flying by. You, Sweetie, are a handful of joy. I never know exactly what's brewing in that head of yours. I love that you keep Momma and Daddy on our toes. So, lets see what you've been up to this month. Nineteen months...

You started counting to 3 this month. You say "uhn. oo. shree."

You've learned the word "no". Awesome. Nuff said.

You are getting really good at repeating a lot of words now. You don't say many of those words on your own, but you'll repeat it as soon as you hear Daddy or I say it. You definitely have your own language though that you completely think we understand.

Had your first full on tantrum in public which also happened to be Momma's first grimace-in-embarrassment moment. Body on floor, tears streaming, the works.

We started you in gym class this month every Tuesday for 9 weeks. You're a tumbling bumblebee.

The terrible-twos have come early and its really awesome…. The good Lord made you irresistibly cute for a reason, to save your life my dear.

You have your Momma's temperament and your Daddy's mannerisms and personality.

This was a big month because it was your first holiday with your Daddy NOT on Skype but right beside you. Finally. We love Easter.

You point to planes and say "Dada." It doesn't matter if its a C17 or any other plane, they are all "Dada"s plane.

You've renamed your pacifier "baba" - which I'm really hoping will disappear this next month if I get gutsy enough.

As much as you love Mickey Mouse, you have discovered new things exist. Your favorite movies are Rio and Lady and the Tramp. Anyone every need to know the scripts of either of these movies, just let me know. I now know them by heart.

We went through a few weeks of sleep issues aka you HATED going to sleep and would scream when you realized it was night-night time. It started the day after Daddy and I went to the squadron banquet and we weren't the ones to put you to bed. Then to make matters worse, Daddy left the next day for a mission and I think the two simultaneous things got you all out of whack. But we're all better now- thank the Lord. 8pm-7am solid sleep.

Art time always makes you happy. You love to draw, color, paint, chalk, you name it. If it involves you making some kind of art, you love it.

You cry when you see Daddy putting on his flight suit. You know it means he is leaving for a while. Talk about heartbreaking. We appreciate late night or early morning flights much more so we can skip the goodbyes. Until he gets back, we say "Daddy's at work." It seems to make things better for you.

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That's you at 19 months baby girl. We love you to pieces, all the way to the moon and back.