Peter is so much fun. He’s actually old enough to take places just for his enjoyment. This week we went to Cabella’s, the park, the library and lots of just going outside. He has a lot of my personality in him, and with that is the love of wandering. Whether we are at church, a store, outside or the park, he just loves to be able to walk wherever he wants to and find new things. I love that in him, even if it means I’m constantly running after him.

He’s talking lots more. Sometimes I understand what he is saying. Mostly I do not. But he does speak in real words: my mom took him to the toy store while Joe and I were at the temple and realized he said “dump truck.” It’s more like “ump tu” but he says it. I think there are many word I don’t understand but some he says include up, down, mama, dada, bye-bye, ball, oo-da (not a read word, but still communication), and occasionally some random thing like duckie, or Elmo. He’s do really good for a 15 month old. I love that he can understand me more too: he gets all excited when its time to go bye-bye or outside and will go get his shoes and jacket. He’ll go get whatever object I ask him for, which is great to delay him a bit when he wants attention from me.

Peter also has learned how to hit and thinks its fun to hit and wrestle his parents. He’s learning. He doesn’t get that much interaction with other kids. We did have some friends over the other day and Peter even learned some new dance moves from one. He’s added waving arms to his rocking. He seems to do alright with other kids though, just doesn’t quite understand what to make of all their actions. They start playing with all the toys, make lots of noise and even try to hug him. He didn’t hug back.