Dear Sullivan,
Today you are 15 months old but I am wondering if you should really be 24 months old. I think you have officially hit the "terrible 2s." I was a bit tricked because I thought the tantrums, defiance and independence were effects of your recent illness (4 days straight of fevers) but I think we should be beyond the sick crabbys.
Suddenly, you refuse to
-eat (especially if I try to feed you or if I cut up your food, you prefer I do not overly handle your food) unless you can do it all by yourself
-allow me to brush your teeth
-fall asleep for a nap or bedtime without a crying fit
But right now, you love
-being read to, but only the books that you pick out
-trying to run into the street
-being held, almost all the time (separation anxiety??)
-sleeping in Mama and Daddy's bed
-peas
You are very Sully. When I look at you now, I don't see me or your Daddy, I just see Sully. I love that you are becoming your own person with likes, dislikes and quirks. And you continue to grow into the most beautiful toddler I have ever seen. Don't stop being you.
Here you are, celebrating your cousin Sean turning 1 yesterday.
(Yes, the shark is very near whenever there is food around)
Love,
Mama
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