Dear Noah - 18 months

Dear Noah,
Saucy! You are a saucy, silly little monkey.
I may regret these words, but child of mine, I think we have reached the "terrible twos" already, which, really aren't that bad (yet?). However, those words don't adequately describe your personality. I would call you saucy and determined and sometimes, dare I say, pig headed.
And my dear Noah, know that those words I use, are all in love and in somewhat exaggerated jest - and, I know that one day, all these traits will come in handy - wait, they have already.
Your stubborn determination, is what allowed you to take your first step at 9 months, to put your coat in the closet (with no prompting) last month and know EXACTLY what your daddy and I are talking about when we say things like, "Noah, pick up your cup and put it on the table, please."
And you know what, most of the time you do it.
This past month you also got so mad at me that you've hit me in the face, pulled my hair and pinched me, which, let me tell you made ME soooooo mad - and hurt. Yes Noah, you hurt my feelings (I know I've hurt yours too, so it's okay). So we're working on teaching you that it's not okay to use physical violence when you're angry - scream and throw a fit if you want, but don't hit.
Which leads me to you biting me as well. Though, you weren't mad, I think you thought you were playing, but ohhhhh I wanted to bite you back...I don't think you understood how it hurt.
And those kisses I talked about last month; those kisses that you doled out to daddy and I nearly constantly have almost stopped. Whenever I ask for a kiss you run away shaking your head. You do offer up kisses if we've done something to make you happy or sometimes as a thank you, but that's about it...the best we can get out of you now for kisses is if you head so we can kiss your forehead - lol.
So this past month you've sprung TONS of new teeth - you had two just around your first birthday, then two on the top popped up together and now, wow! You've got three more on the top, one on the bottom and a bottom molar coming in all at once and I wouldn't have known (you don't whine or cry) unless I'd seen them while you were laughing one day.
And the biggest news of all this month...get ready for it - you pooped - in the potty! I know, I know, you're thinking, ew, really, mom?
But wait, this was an exciting revelation. Your Dad went to change your diaper, realized you were "still going" and decided to just plop you on the potty. And there you finished your business and we all did a happy dance and clapped and cheered. Don't get me wrong, I don't expect that you'll be using the potty permanently anytime soon, but we were so happy that you weren't afraid of the potty or terrified to go - you just let 'er rip!
You're starting to speak in sentences now too. Now I don't mean coherent, English sentences. No, they're gibberish, sounding sort of like English, but not really sentences, but Dude, we KNOW you're saying something important when you're babbling away to your books or toys.
You are trying to say real words more and more you said "up" like "ahh-puh" sticking out your bottom lip and blowing your bangs all over - it's super cute. You also say: "downstairs" like "dun-stes"...I love the way you talk.
Love,
Mommy
xoxox