* Climbing down the 3-stair set from our living room to our dining room unassisted.
* Still crazy for all kinds of trucks - in books, on TV, and live. Cement mixer and Fire Engine seem tied for his favorites. He loves to take his little mini Tonka trucks (as well as the Thomas the Train characters he got from Gram & Granddaddy at Easter) and place them over the matching truck/character in whatever book he sees them in.
* Pointing out by name all the hundreds of Thomas-the-Train characters in the sticker book he picked out on his first trip to the book store. (Mama had to write the names in the book because she can't keep them straight yet!)
* When he points to things that are small or cute, like an ant on the ground, The Grouchy Ladybug in the book of the same name, the baby ducks in the Baby's First Words book, or the little Dalmatian puppy shown next to the fire engine in the lift-the-flap book, he raises his voice to a little squeaky sing-song pitch as if to say "oh look here's a little teeny tiny __whatever__".
* Still seems to prefer footie pajamas despite the evenings getting warmer.
* Definitely falls to sleep better (like in Catalina or when visiting one of the grandma's houses) when he has something musical that he can press a button to play while laying down. I guess that's what they call "self-soothing". (Note to moms-to-be: consider putting a Baby Einstein Duck where your baby can learn to press its tummy for a short little symphony. Dominic used that duck to soothe himself to sleep at an age when I was shocked he had the power or will to control it. Today, he has 2 devices he can press-for-music attached to his crib railing, and often turns both of them on in a cacophony of clashing lullabies that seem to knock him out like a drug.
* Often must have a Thomas character or truck book with him when going for a walk in his little push-car or for a drive in the carseat.
* Enjoys crunching on raw carrots and still likes frozen peas right out of the freezer. Will almost never reject bite-sized pieces of cooked chicken breast or a plain shredded wheat.
* Has humungous feet. Somewhere around here I wrote down his measurements at 18 months. I'll have to find them and add here.
* Plays with his belly button with one hand while the other is holding his bottle at nap/sleep time.
* Still loves to push a broom or Swifter as well as take just about anything to the nearest trash can when asked.
* Runs; rarely walks.
* Looks like his eyes have settled on a gorgeous golden brown, unlike both Mama's and Daddy's.
* We have his first coloring projects hanging on the wall in the bonus room. I was inspired by a Chuck Jones biography on Turner Classic Movies to break out the weeble-like first Crayolas. I've since gladly discovered they wash quite easily off of upholstery and tabletops. Whew!
Upcoming plans: first trip to the dentist and some sort of swimming lessons. I've been cutting his hair myself and doing a darned decent job if I do say so myself, except, unfortunately, for the haircut just before an OC Register photographer captured D admiring a pro surfing contestant on the beach (was featured on page 2 of the local section that day - you can go to OCRegister.com and search for "Dominic Ureno" and you can see the picture in color), at which time his hair made him look like a conehead. Just cut it today again and he looks like a miniature Clark Kent - awww!!!
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