17 months and one tired mommy

I can hardly believe that Tacy is 17 months already!  It's crazy how fast time has gone.  Brad and I just went through a bunch of old Tacy clothes and seeing all her little 3-9 month clothes was crazy.  I keep looking at her and remembering what was happening a year ago - she couldn't even sit up alone last January.  

Tacy is one cute but crazy kid.  She loves climbing up on everything!  She can get pretty frustrated when she finds a piece of furniture that it so tall for her to climb up.  She is so funny to watch climbing up on things because she uses mostly her arms and belly to pull and wiggle her way up.  She lift a leg up for things that are to tall to just use her arms.  

Tacy continues to love to dance in her little circles.  She will put her arms behind her back and do a little spin.  If it's not that dance move she still does the bouncing squat.  So fun to watch, but still hard to try and get on camera.  

We are really trying to work on animal sounds with her.  Tacy has "meow" down.  Brad taught her cock-a-doodle-doo last Thursday, but since then she struggles to remember to say "doo-doo-do" when we ask what a rooster says.  Last night she was neighing like a horse.  But her go to sound for an animal is ding ding ding...thank you "what does the fox say".  Oh well, we are working on them.  She can Moo really good though even if she doesn't always remember that cows are the ones who moo.  

Tacy is also learning a few more words like cracker.  She also says a few more phrases like 'let's do it'.  She still understands a whole lot more then she speaks (in english anyways).  But she will carry on long conversations in baby gibberish.  

Tacy now will throw things away in the trash, which I love, except when she starts throwing away paper I actually want (like coupons).  However, she still loves to pull things out of the trash.  Brad caught her eating a reeses' wrapper the other day (the paper lining).   

Thank goodness Tacy loves bathes so much!  Sometimes she just will keep on playing when I tell her to come downstairs with me or come to her room, but if I say "lets go take a bath" she will stop what she is doing and hed straight for the bathroom.  She loves bath time!  

My crazy story of being a tired mommy:

So I work nights and during Christmas I was working full time hours.  I worked the 26,27, 29, and 30th.  So a crazy few days.  Well Friday morning (the 27th) I was exhausted.  I had fed Tacy and we had been playing but I fell asleep in a chair.  I don't even remember sitting in the chair.  But the next thing I knew I was awake in the chair and across the room Tacy was standing in the computer chair, dancing, laughing and having so much fun.  Vanilla wafers were all over the computer desk and the floor.  Tacy had chocolate all down her jammies and her face.  So much that was on the shelves around the computer was pulled out on the desk and floor.  Oh my goodness it was a mess.  Tacy had grabbed Brad's toblerone bar and eaten through the foil wrapper.  She ate the tops off almost all the pieces.  The thought in my head was "Oh crap".  I got up, grabbed Tacy and stripped her down, gave her a bath, and laid her down for a nap (because it had been 4 hours since she woke up by this time).  Then I tried to clean up the mess.  During this process Brad came home (he only worked a half day so I could get some sleep before going to work again).  Brad walked into the room and just started laughing.  Then he asked if I had taken a picture.  I hadn't.  Taking a picture was the last thing on my mind.  Brad told me to check my blood sugar and go sleep.  Turns out my BS was 50, so I was running low which on top of my lack of sleeping the night before probably caused my sudden loss of consciousness.  At least Brad was laughing even though the room was a mess and his chocolate was all eaten by Tacy.  Tacy had fun, Brad laughed, and I finally got some sleep and can laugh about it all now.  Now I am very sad I didn't get a picture.