It’s been a while.

I’ve read enough Entertainment Weekly and watched enough of The Soup to know that when you do something that necessitates a call to the Poison Control Center, it’s really just a cry for attention.

And fair enough, really. I’ve been neglecting this little bloglet. I shall attempt to update it more often, aiming for at least one new post a week.

For now, I suppose a bit of catch-up is in order.

- You’re walking now. Running, actually. And climbing. Scaling. You would probably rappel if we got you a My First Rope and Descender. But seriously, you’re a daredevil. Standing on your Stride-to-Ride walker. Pushing bags of blocks in front of the couch so that you can climb up onto the cushions. You can almost climb up the stairs from our basement faster than I can.

- You’re eating a lot more. More in terms of variety, not volume. Sometimes we struggle to get you to eat what seems like enough. Other times, you’re eating us out of house and home. You’re really big on the fruit — grapes and strawberries are your favorites. You’ve gotten really good at dipping foods and you’re getting better at using utensils. And here’s your first Oreo:

- You continue to be a fantastic dancer.

- Although you’re 14 months old, we’ve yet to get your one-year pictures taken. You keep scratching and bruising your face. But you are learning to leave Band-Aids on.

- We are having some problems with you in the interpersonal relations department. You went through a biting phase that turned into a kissing phase, but now biting is rearing its head again. And maybe it’s because you’ve been home with your mother so much this summer, but as you’re spending time at day care again, you’re acting a little evil. Walking on other kids’ toys, pulling their hair, threatening to bite little babies… Hopefully some time-outs and a more regular schedule will get you straightened out.

All in all, you’re an OK kid. The best I’ve had, anyway.