Since the Big Day

We headed back home Sunday afternoon. We stopped in Birmingham to see our BFFs' new digs. Then we headed on our merry way. Because of a wreck, we were stopped, at a standstill, on I65 for an hour and a half. We were not (and still aren't) complaining. There was a fatality in that wreck and that family is in our prayers. Here's the article from the Times Daily.

Avery Claire literally ran down the middle of the interstate (roughly 6 miles from our exit). She spent a little time driving, snacking...and playing soccer with a few Hispanic boys whose vehicle was parked next to ours. She'd throw the ball to him, he'd catch it. She'd point to it, he'd give it back. You get the picture. You haven't lived, folks, 'til you've had this experience.

(Can you tell how much she loves him?)






The rest of the week has been spent being lazy. We have gone to the city pool a couple of times. They have a great kiddie pool. Avery Claire took her first real dunk under the water today. It didn't bother her a bit. It did scare her Mommy! She did hold me a little tighter for a minute.

(The only time you can proudly bare that pot-belly...couldn't you just eat her up?)


We've slept til 8:30-9:00. And watched Daddy cut grass. And watched a little tv and snacked in our chairs in the living room.

(Check out the hair)


She seriously isn't usually interested in tv, but she loved Yo Gabba Gabba on this particular day.





Miss Priss wore her first ponytail this week.



And I'm glad I took a picture with those jelly shoes to share with you yesterday, because one of them has walked itself right out of our house. We've looked in every basket, bag, and cabinet Avery Claire might have stuck it, but we cannot find it. We're hoping it will turn up before we leave for the beach this weekend! Yes, I said it. In the midst of all of this selling a house, packing, etc., we are taking a quick, impromptu vacation. And I cannot wait. We need it this year more than ever.


Avery Claire has got this "whatchamacallit" figured out. It's almost like she's pretending to vacuum, but I know she hasn't seen enough of that to know how to do it!


This is her this afternoon after she busted her mouth. She face-planted into the carpet with a paci in her mouth. There was a good bit of blood, a couple of semi-freaked out parents who were both trying to be calm, and a suprisingly small amount of crying from the babe. I was so afraid it was her top tooth, but her Daddy assures me they're all fine. We think it must have been the "hangy-down thing" in the front of her mouth. It didn't bleed for too long, and it doesn't bother her at all.

(The ponytail does great things for your hair, right?)

Tonight, she was playing with a pack of wipe refills. We gave it to Daddy to keep while she took a bath. She cried and wanted out of the tub until her Daddy brought her wipes for her to hold the whole time she took a bath. Stinker!

We are having the best time with our girl! I've said this at every stage, but this one is seriously the most fun. She tries to repeat everything we say, like "cheese" or "hello, Connor!" or "right here". She does the cutest little "I don't know" with her hands up in front of her. Tonight she was in front of me in the hallway and turned around and did her little fingers to tell me to "come here." She's as smart as a whip - if you don't believe me, just ask her Daddy. She loves to hide on the side of our bed so we can wonder where she is and look for her. She can sometimes hold up 1 finger to tell us how old she is. And today she put her finger to her lips and said "shhhh." She's so stinkin' cute and we love her to pieces.