Nineteen Months - Cheese! Cheese! Cheese!

Hello my little monkey,

You are nineteen months old now (that is sounding awfully close to two years, isn't it? Yikes!) and here are your favourite things:

• Flushing the toilet. Oh what insurmountable joy!
• Not taking your shoes off when you come inside. So cheeky in your rebellion! 

• 'Washing your hands', which really means splashing about in the basin, pointing to things that are 'Mummy's' and therefore a no-no, taking a moment to suck some toothpaste off your toothbrush, slapping the soap around the basin a little and wasting a heart-stopping amount of water (I'm Australian!) with all of your on-off-on-off-on-off tap business. 
• Vacuuming! Your number one fear has become something you LOVE! 
• Cheese. This word comes out of your mouth at least a hundred times a day. (edited: You have said it at least a hundred times in the past hour. I'm changing it to a thousand.)
• Rearranging my cutlery drawer and pretending to shove knives into your mouth to watch my reaction. 

• Nina, your wonderful wonderful wonderful little friend at Krippe. Now, instead of crying the entire way there, you say, 'Nina! Nina! Nina!' I don't know what I'd do without her! You give her little kisses all day long, and I've heard rumours that you hold hands in your sleep :)

• Making stars, trees, snails and balls from play-dough and sticking them to the window. 

• Counting 1,2,3 in Swiss German anytime you are standing on top of something, so that somebody can 'jump' you off. I realise this could be bad in the future... 

Here is an example of you not liking something.
In this case, it was doing anything.
(This is you, tired.)

Here are things you really dislike:

• Food. Except cheese, yoghurt and sultanas. 
• Balloons. These are apparently very scary and unpredictable. 
• Music in the minor key.
• Eye drops. 
• Being pushed into something that you are not totally comfortable with yet. Like playing in the snow, being put at the top of a big slide, or rolling a huge fit-ball towards you when you don't really know what it is...

... I've been thinking about this for a long time now, and there aren't many things you don't like! Oh perhaps sleeping for more than two hours at a time? Get on that, eh?

I love you, Bubbaloo!
Love Mummy.