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Seventeen Months

Gavin is officially seventeen months. He seems like such a little boy and no longer a baby! I took the kiddos to the States for 5 weeks alone. Thankfully, each did great on the plane. Gavin arrived in the States with only 6 teeth and returned with 7 and one more pushing through. It was a summer of growth. He loves to run/jump on the trampoline with the girls, ride the plasma car and play in the pretend kitchen. He roars at any animal, pretends to be a dog crawling around on all fours and gives hugs/kisses when someone is hurt. He has finally taken a deep interest in books. He loves to bring books to read, sits and looks at a few pages, then gets up to retrieve more. Gavin still has a good appetite. He eats pretty much anything, although isn't a huge fan of meat, he tolerates a few bites. Gavin's vocabulary has grown! In June he had 2 solid words--ball and mama. We returned to Germany in July and he began talking. Gavin now says--Dadda, Mama, ball, bike, ride, bye bye, hi, Claire, Mya, milk, book, more, dog, baby,nigh nigh, and cookie. He opens and shuts his hand to show you what he wants, waves, blows kisses and covers his eyes to hide. He is a decent sleeper, typically sleeping 12 hours at a time. He has had two haircuts. The blonde hair and blue eyes seem to be sticking around, but he looks 100% like his Daddy. Gavin drinks from a straw, follows directions, attempts to assist changing his own diaper, and loves to snuggle. I am head over heels in love with this boy. Each day is so much fun to see what he knows/does. He is so loved.

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