Avery turned 18 months on December 1st and she’s getting big. Sorta. Here’s our little Avery in a nutshell.
Avery can say lots of words. She says bye, bite, hello, please, thank you (sometimes), cracker, cookie, shoes, computer (pooder), baby, yay, Grandpa, Clair, Daddy, socks, and a whole bunch more. Her favorite word is “bite.” She follows us around anytime we eat saying “bie, bie” and “ahhhhh” with her mouth wide open.
She just learned how to give real kisses. It’s so cute, she puckers up and sticks her mouth up to your cheek.
She went to nursery for the first time last week and without a single tear. She found a plastic teapot and she was happy.
She’s gotten really cuddly lately. She crawls up on my lap and gives me hugs and kisses and wraps her little arms all he way around my neck. She’s thrilled to see her daddy again and follows him around constantly.
She has twelve teeth: all four in front on top and bottom and four molars. I think she’s working on a canine tooth, too, but it’s been a couple weeks and I haven’t seen it yet.
She likes to walk, but likes to be carried more and LOVES to push the stroller around. She cries every time we actually put her in the stroller because she would rather run it into things and get it stuck against the walls. We have to fold it up when we’re home or she pushes it all over our apartment and screams when it gets pushed up against a wall and she can’t go anywhere anymore.
She loves fruit and will eat vegetables about every third day. She really likes cookies and crackers and goldfish are probably her favorite food. That’s another word she knows… “fi, fi, fi.” She really likes string cheese too and milk too.
She’s a pretty laid back kid. She loves attention, and will wriggle herself persistently onto my lap at rather inconvenient times, but she plays really well at playgroup and doesn’t really get bothered much if other kids take her toys or play a little rough. She just finds another toy to play with or walks somewhere else. She’s kind of funny to watch. She can be very intent. Her first day of nursery one of the adults said “Avery is the best. She finds her toy and doesn’t move.” It was pretty funny because he said it as he was chasing two of the rowdier kids around the nursery, and it was true, Avery had found a toy and was sitting on the floor just watching…
Of course, she’s never bad… She would never dream of climbing into a sink of dishwater while my back is turned as I clean a cabinet drawer, or losing my place in my book EVERY SINGLE TIME I put it down, or throwing a tantrum because she doesn’t want to take a nap. And being chased around by a two and a half foot mouth on legs saying “bie, bie, bie” never gets annoying either, but I guess we’ll keep her.
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