Sunday, August 26, 2012

16 months

Today Philip is 16 months old. I'm told that he looks a lot like Brian, but I don't often see me he just looks like himself. Except when I see pictures like this one where Philip is the spitting image of his father.
We're working on new words to try and expand Philip's vocabulary past "truck". I think we're close to hearing "shoe"...or at least he knows what a shoe is. Once he uses them to actually walk, we'll be ecstatic!

Tuesday, August 7, 2012


Philip's first real word (after Mama and Dada) is truck. I thought it might be "dog" or "Mattie" or "cup", but nope, it's "Truck!" When we go into his room in the morning the first thing he says is "Truck!". The same is true when he gets up from a nap, during meal times, bath time, and play time. "Truck, Truck, Truck!"

Whether he's at daycare or home, he spends the majority of his day pushing a truck around on the floor. When we go shopping he has a matchbox truck in his hand, proudly switching it back and forth describing it "Truck, Truck, Truck."
When we're in his room reading books on the floor, he won't sit still for any books unless it has pictures of trucks in it. (So, Laura, "Little Blue Truck" is incredibly popular.) He points to every picture of a truck and explains "Truck!" He's very proud of this skill.
So, I'm pretty sure that we have a future diesel mechanic on our hands. Brian has been trying to get him more interested in jeeps than trucks, but so far his dad's efforts have been unsuccessful. "Jeep" seems so much more difficult.

Father and Son

He still has some growing to do, but Philip is starting to catch up to his Dad. Cute together, aren't they?

View from our front porch

This was the view from our front porch this past weekend. Rainbows here in Alaska are spectacular and I never get tired of seeing them.