Right now, you are 15 months and 10 days old. And you are busy. Very, very busy.
You love crackers. You found a bag of your brother's infamous cheezits one day, and you were hooked. You have stopped loving anything healthy for you. But, I persevere. I keep putting it on your tray. You keep dropping it to the floor for the dog (no wonder he loves you).
I look at you, and can't believe you're mine. I love this stage, as busy as it is. I fall in love with you more each day. You are the absolute love of my days.