Lucy's 16th month was wonderful. She's becoming faster and more coordinated physically and verbally. We aren't teaching as many signs now because she's becoming more intent on saying words. She can slide by herself, and loves bugs. She likes drawing with crayons or chalk or an ipad and Sesame Street and bagels and cottage cheese. She likes to help me cook. We spend a great deal of time digging in sand.
Every night, at the end of her bath, she has to go poo poo. I pick her up out of the tub and set her on the toilet and then she happily flushes it away. After the seventh time or so we decided to buy her a potty. We don't have any agenda with toilet training, but she seems to love going!
She is empathetic. When I cut my finger she expressed so much sympathy with her "Ooooh, oooooh, oooooh" and a grimacing face when she saw the blood, even though she's never seen blood and I wasn't expressing that I was in pain. She is sensitive. I told her not to hit daddy because she would give him a boo boo and she was just so sad that she might give daddy a boo boo.
She's started to recount the day at bedtime. She'll stop nursing to sit up and talk about a lizard we saw or how it rained.
She's still a momma's girl. I can barely stand on the other side of the room sometimes and she still nurses two or three times a day. But when momma doesn't give her what she wants, she's quick to ask for daddy.