18 months!

One and a half years-old. As Grandma S would say, Wow!

Let's see, Audrey is talking up a storm (No, Yes, Fris, Mommy, Daddy, did I mention No?, turtle, more, please, thank you, bye, hi, Audrey, grandpa, meow, moo, dog, tree, milk, zebra, Uh oh, did I mention No?). And much, much, more. Careful what we say as she repeats most things now!

She loves her dolls. Rides in the car. Her teachers. Daycare. Other kids. Dogs, turtles, and any other animals. Ice cream. French fries. Fruit. Yogurt. Swimming! T-ball. Playing catch. Peek-a-boo. Showing off. The Pookie dance. Singing. Blowing kisses.

She does not like flies. Scared of them and other bugs. We're working on the fly one though. The other night at dinner, she got so scared of a fly that landed on her that she ended up eating dinner in my lap. When the fly landed on the table, chair, etc., I would wave and say "Hi fly!". Audrey just kept saying, "Bye fly!"

She is more and more fun everyday. And more and more of a little girl. Where did the past 18 months go?