Well…Here we are at 15 months. I realize I a bit late getting this post up, but hey, I have to chase Megan around all day, so I don’t have a lot of time for posting about her!

One thing is definitely for sure. In the last few months, Megan has developed quite the personality. I mean…just look at these faces!

But her smile is definitely the best. This girl has got a grin that lights up her face. And when she’s really happy, she scrunches up her nose and laughs through her nose until she snorts. Oh yeah…too cute!

She is definitely keeping me hopping these days. She’s started showing a stubborn streak that can outdo either of the twins’ best efforts. A “no” gets you a frown, a bit of baby backtalk…heck, once she even stomped herself in a circle while she hollered at me for telling her not to do something (get into a drawer, I think). I think I’m really gonna have my work cut out for me when she’s older (you know – 2, 3, 16). She’s definitely a smart one; she’s got a really large vocabulary — multiple times a week, she surprises me with a word I didn’t know she knew — and she’s learned how to mimic counting from 1-10 already (I don’t think she really can count, she’s just repeating what we say with the twins all the time). And she’s figured out how to climb, too. I have to be on constant vigilance for her attempts to scale the kitchen chairs and scavenge off the table anything she finds there. And if she can make it without getting caught, she will sit and sometimes stand on the table, too. I know…good times, right? The other day, she found a pen on the table and managed to draw a small line on the top of her foot before I found her. This was particularly funny because, for the rest of the day, she kept rubbing her fingers on the line with her brow furrowed, as if she could not figure out where it came from. And because I’m such a good and attentive mom, I did wash it off her foot eventually…okay, before bed anyway. 

Megan hates to miss out on anything. She wants to be where the action is, and she does not deal well with any attempt to give something to the twins and not to her. As we’ve often said, she thinks she is a late-born triplet! But she’s starting to really interact with her siblings, which is fun to watch. You know…the hugs, the in-your-face discussions, the American Gothic-like poses (minus the pitchforks, of course). 

The twins definitely still like having her around (most days, anyway). We do have to make sure she’s not being bowled over by Alex when he’s blowing off his little-boy energy, but she’s a pretty tough little thing. And she and Erin have a normal, sisterly relationship: fighting over toys one minute, then dressing each other up the next. And I do credit Erin with Megan’s rather large vocabulary. The other day during dinner, Erin started jabbering at Megan, who was in her high chair across the table. It went something like this: “Hey, Megah…are you eating bread? Can you say “bread,” Megah? Huh? Can you say it?” Megan’s response (complete with head nod): “Yeah.”

Megan absolutely loves her Daddy still. He’s her favorite part of the day. And it’s not really surprising. She’s definitely a lot like her Daddy. She loves technology and anything with buttons to push and lights that she can interact with. But unlike Eric, she LOVES to wear “pretty” things, too – princess shoes, dress-up hats and clothes, and the occasional hair bow. (Eric will be glad I clarified that she didn’t get that from him. ) She still loves her pink elephant (her Pinkyderm, as her daddy dubbed it) and her “fishies” that swim on her sound machine at bedtime. And she gives the best hugs — the head-on-your-shoulder-and-pat-you-on-the-back kind — on command (though they can be a bit forceful and knock you right over if you aren’t prepared for them). 

But mostly she’s our adorable, active, happy, lovely little Megan. She’s a joy to have around, and she makes us laugh every day. We love you lots, Punkindoodle!