21months...time marches on

I often find myself wondering where the time goes...

last year on this day the wee one was thinking about possibly enjoying pureed sweet potatoes as we struggled with oral aversion and aspiration and reflux 

he spent hours sleeping in sunbeams

and wore size 6-12 months in the most adorable monkey pattern from gymboree

Today the dude enjoyed lunch out at our favourite Vietnamese Restaurant
after enjoying a 20 minute car nap
shopped for tomorrow's birthday party
and had a non traumatic haircut for the first time ever
(and then mama bought a new camera...explaining the lack of pictures).

Once home he had a spring roll, a huge pear (cut up of course), half a hot cross bun and a bowl of broccoli.
While wearing size 24 month pants and a 3T top. 
Still hungry 30 minutes later he found a chunk of something or other on the carpet
yelled caca at the top of his lungs
and downed it with the joy and drool he usually reserves for pho noodles...
caca is one of Ben's words "with meaning" so I of course ran OUT of the room
(to get him a bottle of water of course...)

after his post dinner carpet snack he enthusiastically tackled mama for an hour or so

 read a few books

 while periodically hiding under blanket forts (which are all the rage right now)

 shared his thirst quenching water with his best friend, taking turns like the kind boy he is

had a bath, changed into pj's
and crashed and burned.

21 months is full of fun with 2 speeds...racing and sleeping.