don't you ever grow up. 15 months young.

Fifteen months young.

Wasn't their birthday like yesterday?

At 15 months, Quinn . . .

*says "dada" and "dahee" (doggy) and mama. While she doesn't say very many words, she jabbers her own little language constantly, breaking out these long eloquently spoken sentences and then looks at you like you should know what she's saying. Her little voice is the cutest.

*points. She points at animals (especially dahees!). She points at what she wants. She points to show you something, and then jabbers about it in her language. Her little pointing finger is the cutest.

*mimics very well. She does most of the actions of "Popcorn Popping" and "Itsy Bitsy Spider". She watches her sisters every move, especially. Carly likes to blow dandelions, so Quinn picked up the habit of walking up to plants and blowing on them. Trees, bushes, flowers, you name it. Its adorable. She also picks "flowers" and brings them to me, just like her big sis. I have quite the bouquet going after every visit to the park.

*when she wants you to do something, like open a box or bag or make a toy go or something like them, she will being it too you and bounce excitedly and clap. And then you have no choice but to do it.

*has a love for animals, and like her sister before her, loves stuffed animals. She has a green monkey and a blue bear that is the same brand as Carly's Red Baron that she sleeps with and requires to come with her after bedtime. She also recently started loving on a dalmatian from Carly's collection. It is about as big as she is, and last night Chris was rocking her before bed and she clung to it the entire time. She actually dropped it and pointed after it and said "dahee!" It was the cutest. (I'm sensing a trend).

*loves accessories: necklaces, bracelets, sunglasses. And she loves shoes. When you tell her to go get shoes, she'll run right over to the closet and pic out hers. She has a pair of green crocs that she  has a little obsession with, and some mornings she'll bring them right over to you to put on her feet, still in her jammies. The other day, Chris told her to get her shoes and she went digging in the closet. We got distracted and quite a while later she emerged with a matching pair.

*has recently started to run, which is really good news for her already constantly skinned knees.

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At 15 months, John . . .

*is spouting out the words: kiss (diss), Jesus (de-diss), neigh, dada, amen (nen!). After a prayer he says "nen!" and when he sees a picture of Jesus he can correctly identify Him. He will say "neigh" when I ask what a horsey says, and the other day he pulled a toy horse out of the toy box and declared "neigh!"

*has finally started walking! He is crazy wobbly, but getting better and better. He walks too much on his toes, but when he falls down he pops right back up. He is so proud of himself, and walks across the room squealing with a huge smile on his face, and claps for himself when he reaches his destination. It was getting tricks, because he would stand up and fall, and I'd shake me head and say "noooo" to try to teach him to stay standing and walk. Well, he took this as a game, and for a long time and sometimes even now he'll fall on purpose and start shaking his head no and laughing.

*is a snuggle bug. This is nothing new. But when he wakes in the morning or from naps he is so snuggly. I rock him for a while and he wraps his arms around my neck and just lays there. It is sweet, as Quinn rarely does that at all.

*is a little Casanova. The boy LOVES kisses. BIG kisses. He is very affecitonate, and leaves big wet ones on his sisters and his dad, though his mom is his favorite target.

*is such a boy. He loves getting dirty, pushing trucks around on his hands and knees, stacking things, and wrestling with his daddy. The other day I caught him trying to build a tower out of Carly's little princess toys and whining in frustration when they didn't stack quite as well as his blocks.

*loves books. He watches with wide interested eyes while I read. And he will sit and flip through the pages and jabber on like he is reading.

The duo has begun a new phase in the last few months. They play with each other more, making each other giggle and working together for good or for bad. One favorite game is where Quinn climbs up on the couch and John goes behind the couch and they play peek-a-boo. So sweet to hear them giggling. They also both know where the power button is on the tv, and enjoy taking turns turning it on and off. And at grandma's house the figured that Quinn likes to ride the push toy and John likes to push it, so they were quite the team. But with the camaraderie has come the fighting. And oh, boy, are they good at the fighting. Because even if there are 20 toys in a room, sometimes you just want the exact toy your twin has and sometimes you just want to sit in the exact spot your twin is sitting. Some days they drive me absolutely nuts with the way they make each other scream.

The continue to grow, and are healthy and delicious.

John has for reals almost all his teeth. He has been teething non stop since he started, and is now only missing four in the front and his four very back molars. He is currently cutting 4 of the middle teeth (oh, man, I don't know what they are all called.) He cut 4 molars back to back and it was totally awesome. Not. He does not sleep through the night yet, and this is pretty much why. Every night around 3 you can count on John's piercing pained scream. Poor kid.

Quinn has 8 teeth, and I recently spotted a little white poking through there in the middle. She gets grumpy, but isn't nearly the horrible teether John is.

Quinn is 21 lbs 4 oz and 30.5 inches tall.

John is 25 lbs 8 oz and 32 inches tall.

The difference in weight is substantial when you have one in each arm.

Fifteen months is such a good age. 

They are so much fun. 

They are so funny. 

And while they are wild, the joy they bring is at a whole new level. 

I remember just loving this age with Carly and my heart already aches thinking in no time at all they will grow past it. Can't they just not grow up? Please babies, don't you ever grow up.

We love them a lot.