20 months!

Yesterday was Nolan’s 20-month birthday!
In this photo, it looks like he aged five more months instead of just one.
That’s the power of a haircut.
As I was trimming it yesterday in the bathtub, he cried and cried.
I don’t know if he was scared, or if he just really likes his hair.
He plays with it all the time when he’s tired.
In this photo, he grabbed a milk jug out of our recycling bin, and he was filling it with rocks.
I love how entertained he is with filling containers, emptying them out, and filling them again.
Each new word that Nolan says is like a miracle to me.
One day, he didn’t know the word, and the next day, he is repeating it all the time.
He is saying “rawr!” every time he sees a bear or a lion.
He says “bye!” and waves at the TV when his show ends.
When we walk in the room, he says “hiiiii!” and holds it out in a long high-pitched squeal.
I love him so much, my heart could burst.