14 months

Holy Hannah! My girl turned 14 months a few days ago and I didn't even realize it until a stranger asked me at the store the other day. I think my response probably confused him, "Oh, she is one. I mean, she is 13 months...well almost 14 months. No wait, today's the 13th right? Oh crap, I guess she is 14 months. Like yesterday." 

Well there goes my Mom of the Year award. Again.

At 14 months Shye's full time job and hobby seems to be throwing tantrums. Oh the floors have been flung upon. If those floors could talk they would tell you all about her kicking and screaming. The biggest problem here is that she just wants to go, go, go all the time. As a baby she must have just sat there making mental notes of all the things she wanted to do and plotting all the ways that she was going to escape. And now that she is mobile she is simply putting her plans into action.

When she isn't busy throwing fits, Shye likes to practice throwing gangster signs.

She also enjoys watching the Bachelorette with Dad.

As far as speaking goes, Shye is quite the little linguist. 

She says no in English, French, and German.

She has decided to be a pirate when she grows up.

And she will eat just about anything BUT food.

Happy belated 14 months to our Shye-shye!