Wow. I'm a terrible mom! It looks like I completely missed Landry's 13 month day and missed her 14 month day by 4 whole days. Poor middle child.
She's trying her best to make words, but it doesn't usually work very well. She has "bite" down pretty well, and tries to say "ball", "balloon", "tickle", "night night" and a few other things that don't come to mind right now. She's walking everywhere she goes, but still looks pretty unstable. It seems like after Camden started walking he just took off, while she still seems a little skeptical about the process. She figured out how to unhook the cabinet locks, and of course her favorite is the trash cabinet. She kindly taught her brother how to open them as well. Blake finally replaced the locks with fancier locks that require a magnet to open, so until they grow to about 5' 2" and can reach the magnet we should be safe. The bar stool in front of the trash cabinet was working well, but I'm not able to squeeze myself and baby between the cabinet and the island anymore, so the new locks were a necessity. We tried to take her pacifier away when we put her down one night last week, and that went over like a turd in a punch bowl. I didn't make it five minutes before I made Blake go in and give her one of her pacifiers. She only takes them at night and nap time, so we figure a little while longer probably won't hurt, right?
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Turd in a punch bowl? I love you! Diggin' the swanky new template. Looks real nice behind your pretty new pics. The children are more gorgeous by the day, and the parents clean up pretty nice, too.
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