Nineteen months is hilarious.
It's dancing to Taylor Swift.
It's colors, counting, please and thank you.
It's an obsession with owls.
Nineteen months is holding hands.
It's no nope NO!!!
It's jumping on the bed (and falling off).
It's post-nap snuggles.
It's Old MacDonald on repeat through every single animal on any farm in the history of ever.
Nineteen months is opinions on clothes and shoes.
It's singing to Frozen.
It's hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi.
It's brushing teeth fifteen times a day.
It's arms-extended running toward you all-encompassing bear hugs.
Nineteen months is asking for cereal (but only eating the marshmallows).
It's head shoulders knees and toes.
It's eyes ears mouth nose.
It's moo baa oink meow ruff quack ribbit neigh.
It's so ticklish.
Nineteen months is twirling until dizzy and falling down laughing.
It's hold me.
It's wub you.
It's I do it!
It's tripping over everything and so many bruises.
Nineteen months is chase.
It's hide and seek.
It's splashing in the bathtub.
It's eating and eating and eating and eating.
Nineteen months is up and down stairs.
It's throwing a ball.
It's climbing on the furniture.
It's jumping on the trampoline.
It's don't touch that...don't eat that...get that out of your mouth!