22 Months

This morning I was making my blog/flickr rounds, and Sally's post for today made me stop and pause.  You see her Baby J and my baby Kate are the same age.  The exact same age (both were born on the same glorious June day).  Anyway, it just hit me like a ton of bricks that my baby isn't such a baby anymore.  She's no longer an infant but a walking, talking toddler with her own personality and spunk.   

My family likes to joke that no one messes with Baby Kate.  No one. She's a strong-willed little girl, and she's been called feisty, spunky, bossy, spicy, a pistol, a firecracker. . . I think you get the picture!  I suppose her strong personality comes from being the youngest sib, but yet it still surprises me that she's so different from shy, introverted Alison and boisterous, but gentle Henry!  If my kids were salsa, I'd rate them as follows:  Alison - mild;  Henry - hot;  Kate - PICANTE.  Ha!

Anyway, here's a video clip from a couple of weeks ago.  While stopped on the infamous 405 freeway, we saw giant ELMO on the Science Center rooftop:

And here's a clip from today.  We went strawberry picking, and Kate ate and ate and ate those berries until her tummy was full.  We stopped at Pick Up Stix on the way home, and as you can see our little one has learned to undress herself:

There are so many gosh darn cute babies in my flickr stream, and seeing them makes me (oh gawd I'm gonna say it) want another baby.  Oh I said it!  The thought of having a little bun gets me all giddy, and then I think about REALITY!!  Like the fact that we've been diapering kids for 7 years straight.  SEVEN YEARS!!!  Not a single break! Yes, we managed to stagger our potty training just right so that there wasn't a single lapse in diapering!  Awesome!

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