Friday, September 11, 2009
...by the way Avery picks up a chunk of potato and places it on her fork before putting it into her mouth.
that she has started calling my bosoms "apples",
that she says, "Hi!" to so many people wherever we go, and how it turns even the most grumpy looking old man into a smiling mush and that she seems to be especially good at noticing the people who really need a hello from a darling baby,
her happy happy laugh when she tickles my feet,
how she brings me little treasures, and then says "thank you!"
her wobbly, and very purposeful toddle,
how she pulls herself up and plops down on me to be in the middle of whatever I am doing,
that I get to spend thirty or forty minutes every afternoon, laying down and cuddling her while I nurse her to sleep.
How I love that girl!