He is in love with toy cars and balls. Any car is his car, and he'll let you know.
He enjoys climbing on top of things, including his mom and dad.
He used to be a great little eater, but he's starting to have more interest in playing than eating.
He won't go to bed until you are exhausted and need to go to bed yourself.
He will sit and watch a movie, and although it's suggested no screen time until age 2, it's worth my sanity.
He doesn't use a lot of words yet, but he does know mama, dada, bah (ball), go! (outside), vrrm (car), nana (no) and "uh oh!"
He loves going to the park or being outside in general. He gets really mad when you leave without him.
He loves books, but we still have to use board books. He's not afraid of ripping a page or two!
He found out he loves to draw, mainly with pens and pencils. My homework, the sheets...
He is still clogged. Poor little guy it takes him a couple days to get something out of him.
He has the cutest little gap-toothed smile courtesy of Sam.
He is 17 months and is still not walking. We're making baby steps on the matter (pun intended), but he's having some balancing issues and he's not very confident. He can stand on his own if you distract him and will take a couple steps if he thinks you're about to grab him. He can cruise just fine and recently let us hold his hand and urge him to walk. I don't know if he's really stubborn or if something's going on, but he is still in physical therapy (been since June). I feel like a bad mother because every time there is a new baby that is starting to walk that is considerably younger than him I get frustrated, and I shouldn't. I just need patience. Being a first-time mom can be hard.
Now here are some pictures of Joey hamming it up for the camera: