In a lot of families little sisters seem to copy their big sisters and do everything the older one does. Not so much in our family. Avery likes to do everything Evelyn does. We went outside today and when Evelyn walked around the driveway Avery walked around the driveway. When Evelyn fell on her bottom with a plop, Avery plopped herself down on the ground too. When Evelyn walked as fast as she could toward me while giggling maniacally, Avery started cackling and ran at me too. It was an interesting position for me to be in.
This month a friend of ours introduced Avery to “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” and let us borrow it for a while. Avery spends a lot of time singing “I’m just a doll on a music box that’s wound by a key” and “Truly scrumptious.” One day Ivan started making up his own words to “Truly Scrumptious” and Avery stopped him quite forcefully and said “Don’t sing it. It goes…” and then sang the right words. She’s pretty hooked and asks to watch the movie at least once a day.
Her favorite phrase lately is “Of course it is!” and it seems to apply to any situation that she wants to be the case. I can’t remember what she asked today but it was something like “Can I go with you?” I said “No, you’re staying here.” “Of course I can!” she said.
Avery is also pretty well potty trained. Sort of. She was doing really well until we went to Bratislava for a day a week ago. Since then she’s had an accident every other day or so. She seems to be nervous of foreign toilets and now she doesn’t want to use ours either, so we’ve spent a couple days trying to get her to pee regularly again. The third day she had an accident I made a rule that she didn’t get to go anywhere until she had gone on the toilet (we always go on the toilet before we leave, she’s just refused to pee on the toilet the last couple days when we go) and we’ve had a couple pretty good fits when I left her home with Daddy while I went shopping, but it seems to be getting through. Hopefully it will stick. I guess I’ll add my name to the forever long list of parents who despise potty training. Nothing’s easy I guess.
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Avery is almost three and she will tell you all about it if you ask. If you ask about her Birthday she will tell you it’s in June, and she frequently tells me “When I get three, I can have my Birthday!” Evelyn’s Birthday got her pretty excited, but she was excited before that too.
She loved Easter. We went to a really old church here in Budapest shortly before Easter and in the entryway was a large crucifix. She was staring at it, so I told her that Jesus had died for us. She talked about that for a few days and it was a nice prelude into Easter because on Easter we talked about how Jesus died for us and then he lived again. I told her that was exciting, and it’s funny how that’s enough to make little kids excited, because she was excited about it and we’re still hearing “Jesus died for us” and “And then he lived again!” every couple days. It was amazing to me how receptive she was to that. It’s kind of funny to randomly hear “Jesus died for us!” in the middle of doing a puzzle or eating, or whatever, too.
Of course she loved the Easter bunny and we had an egg hunt, and then we had to hide eggs for Daddy and Mark to find. Mark is our friend living in Austria who came to visit. He’s the person behind her in the picture. She loved Mark too and pestered him for three good days.
Right now Avery’s favorite things are ice cream, parks, movies, songs, noodles, macaroni and cheese, pickles, dresses, ballerinas, dandelions, watering her flowers, ponytails and bugging her sister. We have a special playlist for her on iTunes and she comes up to Ivan and says “Daddy, can I have some songs?” which means she wants her playlist played.
The last month or so we’ve decided to try potty training again. This is attempt number three (sort of, the first one wasn’t much of an attempt), and I think it’s sticking this time. It’s certainly been easier this time. She wears training pants most days that we’re home and not running errands and she still typically has one accident per day, but they’re little ones (meaning she forgets until she starts peeing and then runs to the toilet and finishes there). Yesterday we let her graduate to regular underwear mostly because I had run out of training pants, but also because she seems about ready. She was pretty excited because the regular underwear have butterflies on them. She still wears a diaper if we leave the house for more than 15 minutes or so and at bedtime. So yay! for some progress, finally!
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