Hadley is 21 months old!

Dear Hadley "spit fire" Block:

I read somewhere that kids don't obtain the ability to jump off the ground with both feet until they are closer to two, even three years of age.  You have been able to do this for at least 6 months. 
You are wicked coordinated. 
You scare the hell out of all the other moms at the park when you bomb up the swirly ladder and down the big slide.  I don't even bat an eyelash anymore.

You recently started stripping down naked and peeing on the floor (with a big smile on your face). Time to potty train perhaps?  We'll see.

You have beautiful eyes, and when I look at you I see a mix between my mom (Grandma J) and Daddy, which makes me smile from ear to ear.

I gave you a somewhat unfortunate bang trim recently, which resulted in you looking a little like Lloyd Christmas, but it grew back within days. Phew!  You were still super cute even all Lloyd Christmas'ed out.

The cowlick you have right smack in the front of your hairline on the right side is barely noticeable now that you have all that pretty blonde hair. Incidentally, I'm still trying to figure out how Andy & I have a blonde child!
Speaking of your hair...it's time for your first haircut. You do rock the mullet though!

The birthmark you were born with, is 99% gone. You will probably never know it was even there.

You have a fantastic little vocabulary and you come up with all kinds of clever things to point out. For instance, you now say "Piggy" when you see a police cruiser...Whoops :)

You love your little brother (who you call Buddy) to the moon and back.  But, you still whack him whenever you aren't getting 100% of mommy & daddy's attention.

Every single time I pick you up from "school" your note tells me that you were "happy, curious and friendly".  It has never once said that you were grumpy, sad or tired.  I love this.

You talk about Akio (your friend at school) constantly. Whenever we go to do something outside of the house you ask, "Akio?". 
You love your two best girlfriends, Junie & Sofia, and they love you right back.

All the older boys have a huge crush on you.  This both entertains me, and scares your father. I'm pretty sure any one of the four adorale Swanson boys would marry you tomorrow if we would allow it.
You can walk in mommy's high heels like nobodys business, and you're a big fan of the "costume change". You're always storming into my closet to find a different pair of heels.
You LOVE your cousin Wyatt, even when he gets rough with you. Heck, especially when he gets rough with you!

About one out of every ten days that you're at school, you eat the entire lunch I packed you. Every single other day, you don't touch a stitch of it and refuse to eat until you're home.  I would pack your lunch every day for the rest of your life anyway.

You quit bottles a few weeks ago, finally (which is officially about 4 years earlier than your daddy).  But I still have to spike your sippy cup with a dash of chocolate milk to get you to drink it.

You're obsessed with having your own to-go coffee cup full of milk when daddy makes us coffees in the morning.  You don't quit yelling "dah-tee" (coffee) until you get your own.  We should probaly just buy stock in Cash n Carry now.

We went gluten free together a couple months ago, and you have solid poop for the first time in your life. Unfortunately this means that you are gluten intolerant...but we'll get through it together.

You call all your grandmas "ma" and all your grandpas "boppa".  I realize we're going to have to distinguish between all of them eventually, seeing as there are eight of them.

I could go on and on about all the cute things you do and say. 
You are the light of our lives.

Happy 21 months, my darling daughter! We love you!