18 Months

I had a great 18th month birthday. A year and a half is a big milestone... big enough to throw tantrums, to adamantly say 'NO', to give a scary frown when things go against my wish and of course to butter someone up (esp Mom Dad) if I need to get something done. I've always been good at that. Actually my smile usually does the job.

If not I always have my hugs and kisses

Now that I'm grown up enough, if none of these work..I've learnt to say 'Please'...And the way I say it...I can melt just about anyone's heart

Back to my 18 months birthday- Mom Dad bought me a new 'cutie' dress

Also, each of them gave me a gift and Ooooohhhh that made me happy

And a little confused too...Cus I was wondering which one to open first..

Off late, the denial and refusal to let me touch Mamma Dadda's laptops was making me furious enough to pull out a key or two. But thankfully before that could happen, I got one as my gift today.

Also, my keen interest in scribbling just about everywhere made Dadda think I need a better something to write on rather than spoiling the wall, floor, books, magazines. I got a whiteboard with an eraser / duster. Mamma was wondering if I was a little too young for it, but neah...Within no time I made a wonderful piece of art Ambidexterously and gave it to Dadda

Had a great day...I wish every day was some kind of birthday so that I'd be inundated with gifts :)