Happy Fifteen Month Birthday!

 

 Joseph Pierce Worzala is now fifteen months old.  This means he is 21 pounds, 15 ounces (16%), and 31 5/8 inches (66%).  He is in size four diapers, size 12 clothes (some 18-month tops, and 18-month swim trunks), has eight teeth, lots of smiles, and loves fruit.  All fruit.  Like two pounds of blueberries a week.  He likes all toys that make noise (what kid his age doesn't??), is starting to learn to use a crayon and a fork, loves to throw balls, follows simple instructions, is fascinated by bringing us our shoes (particularly when we don't need them), waves bye-bye, blows kisses, gives kisses and hugs, continues his love of his left thumb and "binky bear" (his blue lovey object), loves to sleep (proving, despite his cuteness, that he IS my child!)  Joey's only real word is "ball" - but the doctor still isn't concerned.  He moved daycare rooms on August 1, and will be in with "older" kids, so maybe he'll pick up some of their communication skills!  And hopefully not the biting & hitting skills he has started to turn to.....

That top picture above looks so much like another Worzala grandson I can't get over it!

Who's a blondie??

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 After:

On Tuesday night (7/12/11), Poppy took Joey for his second haircut.  Joe did SUCH a great job, sitting on Poppy's lap and being his easy-going self!  After months of people telling us "once you cut his hair, he's going to be blonde!" - we realized people were trying to tell us "Hey, slackers, cut your kid's hair!!" Now that it is cut, the kid honestly looks like a different/more grown up version of himself!  Happy haircutting!

14 Months Old

For the first time in nearly 40 months, the Worzala house is bottle-free!  About a week before his 14-month birthday, Joey eliminated the last of his bottle feedings (his bedtime bottle), and is doing great.  He still loves to drink his (whole) milk, but does it out of a cup at all times now.

I think he's going through a growth phase right now, as he's been eating like a champ, and sleeping like one.  For instance, on Friday night, he slept 14 hours straight.  After he was up a little over an hour, he slept in the car most of the way to Frankfort, and then slept for over an hour while visiting with Poppy.  That night, he had a "normal" 12-hour sleep night, along with his two long daytime naps.  Crazy kid.  As far as eating, the kid could live on fruits alone if we let him.  Blueberries, strawberries, bananas, and mandarin oranges are among his favorite.  He also loves pizza, and really just about anything we give him.  Loves "snacks" just like his sister and his Uncle Randy.

He's wearing size four diapers, size 12-month clothes, laughs a lot, still sucks his left thumb and ALWAYS has his "binky bear" (so dubbed by Melanie) with him.  Always.  He has seven teeth.  He really wishes he could keep up with his sister better, but he's trying!  He doesn't have any words yet, but is finally waving hello and bye-bye, likes to clap, give high-fives, and laugh.  Did I mention the laughter?  :)  He gives kisses, too.  At least to Mommy.  

Joey Update

A couple of pictures of Joey here....the bottom one is Joey sleeping on his big-boy cot at school.  It cracks me up that he sleeps on a cot, so Miss Bailey took a picture for me.  You can't truly tell it's a cot, but you'll have to take my word for it.  He's doing great at school; he is now walking full-time, encouraged, i'm sure, by the other kids in the "ones" classroom.  He comes home filthy dirty from all of the food and play; but he's doing great.  He's on one nap a day at school, which is counter intuitive to his sleepy nature; he's making up for it on the weekends!  There's just too much for him to do and explore at school, so he's satisfied with just one nap.  In the overall picture, he is wearing daycare clothes, since he pooped through every available option of clothes he had in his cubby.  Fabulous day.  I just thought the blue collared shirt was cute, so i had to get a picture of it...

During bathtime this week, Melanie brought a bag of cheerios (she has been calling them "gummy cheerios" for some reason) into the bathroom.  She left the bag on the counter, and both the kids took a bath.  After the bath, Joey got the bag, and the gummy cheerios were promptly all over the bathroom floor.  I found those things in every crevice of Joey's body.  I have airbrushed out a part of that picture, to make it suitable for internet viewing.

When I left on Thursday evening, Joey had two teeth and was walking about 80% of the time.  When I returned, he had four teeth and was walking 100% of the time.  That, of course, made it seem like I was gone longer than 3 days; but I had anticipated the changes, so I was okay.  Both the kids had a great time while I was gone, and there were only three accounts of bloodshed.  My parents helped a lot, so that Jeff didn't feel too trapped.  He, predictably, did a better job being on his own all weekend than I would have!