Fourteen Months

Dear Ellis-
Today somebody asked how old you were, and I responded "fourteen months." They laughed and told me I could just say a year. I guess it may be time to start just saying he's a little over a year. I thought that if I keep calling you the baby months, that you would stay a baby. 
People have started to also say that you are looking more and more like a little boy and less like a baby. I have to agree, even though I don't like the fact that you aren't a baby anymore. The old adage, "babies don't keep," plays through my head lots these days as I often find myself studying your little face as I rock you to sleep. I almost feel like I have to breathe in each moment with you because they are flying by and you are changing so quickly. 
Your newest thing is walking. You took your first steps on a day I stayed home sick from work. I was so thankful for that. You then waited a little over a week to really get used to it. You are now a walker, mixed with side scooting and a little crawling. You can even get up from sitting down. As your dad texted me one day after you climbed into the clothes dryer, "we are in trouble."  Your new found independence and how you are into everything will give us a few challenges, but it's fun to be apart of this journey where you are learning so much so quicky. 

You love pumpkins and point for us to light up our plastic decorations pumpkins the first thing every day. You try to say pumpkin but it sounds more like "ball ball."  

You are saying more and more things, but many things sound like ball. I hate to say it, but I do look forward to when you can speak more so it's easier to know what you need. You do lots of pointing and gesturing while mumbling and I often find myself thinking, what the heck does this kid need? 

You are a character and know when you have an audience. You will roll it for people still and you love to spin and spin. It's really funny when you fake sneeze or cough after somebody else does. You also have been quite funny this week when you are asked to say Papa. You respond rebelliously with Mama instead and get a sneaky looking grin on your face. 

Your hair is hilarious these days. There is a lot of it in the back and not so much in the front and on the sides. Your double cowlick also makes for awesome bedhead every morning. I feel like it's getting time to cut it, but I am really entertained by it so I don't quite want to get it cut just yet. 

You are still my favorite little person and I fall more and more in love with you each and every day. 

This Chorus from Taylor Swift's song"Never Grow Up" rings true these days:
"Oh darling, don't you ever grow up
Don't you ever grow up, just stay this little
Oh darling, don't you ever grow up
Don't you ever grow up, it could stay this simple
No one's ever burned you, nothing's ever left you scarred
And even though you want to, just try to never grow up."

Just stay small a little while longer. 
Love you,