So last night, Eli did the tiniest little thing that I want to remember forever. So, I'm writing about it here. It's one of those things like Theo did with the nickel at twelve months that just surprised me so much about how grown up these little babies can be.
Last night Eli was "brushing" his teeth, as well as any 15 month year old can, which means basically chewing on his new toothbrush. Then, he sees the bathroom door open (he is normally not allowed in there on his own because he likes to get in things he shouldn't), so he toddles right over in his footie-pajamas, stands right in front of the sink (though obviously, far below it, facing the cabinet underneath), takes the toothbrush out of his mouth, and spits. Twice. It was just about the cutest thing ever- he is so set on being grown and doing all the things his brother and parents do.
He even has a new baby molar as proof that he is growing so fast.