16 MONTHS!!!

What a different boy my guy is at 16 months than even at 15 months! He is talking like crazy, although we can only understand a couple of words! He is such a hoot and he knows it! He will just be jabbering away, and then he will stop and chuckle a little, and then he goes on with the gibberish again.. so cute. Have I mentioned that I L.O.V.E. this guy? I have to admit that sometimes I remember the baby that I would put down somewhere, and 10 minutes later he would still be in the same place, but I do love, love, love this walking (well, running) thing. I loved the baby stage, and I thought that the fun would be over after that went away, but I see now that it has just begun. One of the times that I missed the baby stage was tonight when I was picking up the better part of 20 pounds of dog food out of Bobby's closet. How did the trash can that I keep in the pantry end up in Bobby's closet, you ask? Well, my little dude that loves to push ANYTHING across the floor went in the the pantry (the no-no room) and pushed the trash can of Josh's food out of the pantry, through the kitchen, through the dining room, down the very long hallway, into our room, and into Bobby's closet where it promptly turned over and the top popped off... nice! That's ok- he helped me pick it up! Some facts about my guy:

He still prefers to be outside than anywhere else on earth.

He loves, loves, loves to be chased... through the house, outside, across the wooden bridge at the zoo, etc!

He loves Josh (our furry boy) even though I am not sure that the feeling is reciprocated!

He still sleeps around 16 hours a day (if I only got half of that I would be close to heaven).

I call him my little stealer! He walks through the house and "collects " (aka steals) items and puts them in his truck. The other day he had one of daddy's shoes, a cocktail purse of mine, a book that I had in my "sale" pile, and my tube of mascara in his truck! What a sweetie! Even my mom says that whenever she can't find something, she goes looking in his truck!

There are a ton more, but those are the highlights for now...

This is Thomas after he and I shared some sugar-free chocolate pudding!

Daddy reading Thomas a book....

Walking in front of Papa and Nanny's house...


My handsome boy pushing his truck around... see, his loot has already started!

Cooling off, shirtless, after playing outside tonight...!

He must be sucking in his belly in this picture... it is usually hanging over his pants!

Thomas and I were a little frustrated with each other tonight. He was tired.... I was tired... not a good combination, right? He fussed at me when I told him we were going to get a bath and then I didn't immediately put him in the tub (gotta run the water first!), he wouldn't open up his mouth much for me to brush his teeth... ugh! But after I got him in bed and looked at these new pictures, I felt all better. I even went back in his room, got him out of his crib, and rocked him to sleep...

Another favorite activity (hairdo courtasy of mommy!)

Escape baby! I love it!

And I LOVE him!

This is from a previous post when he was 13 months old, but I was feeling it tonight. I hope Thomas will read this one day and know how much love I have in my heart for him. I love you, Thomas, more than the sun and the moon and the stars...

From 6/17/08:

"I usually write from Thomas' voice (since this is his website after all!), but tonight I just knew that I had to include this page. I was led to a blog tonight of a little boy that just lost his battle with a life-threatening illness that took him to Heaven at only 56 days old. That was sad enough, but then there was a link to MANY other blogs that the family was networking with that their children had the same rare disease. Some never made it into this world alive, and the oldest one that I read made it to 14 months old before she passed away. I was overwhelmed with what an incredible miracle Thomas is. As I was reading the blogs and crying my eyes out, I kept going into Thomas' room and watching him. I caught these precious 2 pictures of my Thomas while he slept- no care in the world. I could write all day, but I thank the Maker of Heaven and of Earth every day for giving me such a vibrant, healthy, happy, mellow, sweet, cuddly, spunky, imaginative, sneaky, adored, playful, handsome, silly, talkative, smart, surprising, mischievous, easy-going, luminous, impatient, jolly, inquisitive, hungry, giggly, flirty, energetic, determined, curious, bouncy, animated, adventurous little guy! I thank God for all 410 days, 19 hours, and 13 minutes I have had with my precious Thomas Levi Scott. Ok- my message is over, and from now on I will try to just let Thomas do the talking. Thanks for indulging me... Becky (Thomas' proud mommy!)"