James at 15 months continues to be such a love. Knowing it's my last baby experience has helped me enjoy everything about it that much more. I have more patience, more empathy, and am a lot more sentimental about everything.
James is walking a ton now (which we all think is the cutest thing ever - I love how everyone still cheers when he walks across the room).
On a typical day he sleeps from 7pm - 7am and naps from 12-2:30.
He eats with his hands but is becoming quite successful with using a fork.
He says lots of words now and likes to mimic, his favorites that he says all the times are: "Cacker", "Cado" (for avocados which he loves), "wawa" for water, and "gog" for dog.
He'll spy a dog from far across the park and start waving like crazy and yelling, "Gog, gog, got!"
He's got down the arm folding thing for prayers which we all think is pretty dang cute.
His bottom left side molar finally grew in by the end of the month. It looked so painful and he had lots of tylenol this month.
May 17th marked my last night ever to nurse James. I was really sad about it too. Several nights after (when my milk was still there and hadn't gone down yet), I really just wanted to nurse him one more time. I resisted though and he never looked back. The doctor was right - it was totally for me.
James is very social and is always smiling, waving, blowing kisses, and giggling.
James knows the animal sounds for the elephant, monkey, dog, cat, snake, and lion. He loves to push around cars and trucks. I love watching him go into query play mode.
James really does have such a sweet disposition and we're all head over heels in love with him!
