Going for a Dip...

Avery also went swimming for the first time in Florida!

Ooh!  It's kind of chilly, Mom...

I know you can't see my face underneath my hat, but I'm smiling!

Hmmm, I kind of like this.  It's a little like the bathtub.

What is this?

I'll just chill here in your arms, Mom, k?

Whoa.  My whole leg is under water!

Oh, hi Dad!

I think I like to go swimming!

Avery's First Boat Ride...

We were in Florida last week, visiting my grandparents.  We had a great time!  And Avery went on her first boat ride.  Do you think she enjoyed herself?

I think so.

Becoming Friends...

Avery:  Hey look!  It's Riley Dogg!

Riley:  Hey, it's Avery's hand!  (Lick, lick)

Avery:  I'm going to close my eyes so my eyeballs don't get licked, k?

Riley:  You do what you gotta do, big A.  I'm just going to lick you. 

Riley:  Avery, I gotta say that you taste delicious.

Avery:  Oh, Riley...that tickles!!!

Avery:  I can't see your tongue, but I can hear it!

Riley:  Lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick.

Avery:  Is it safe to look?

Riley:  Lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick.

Avery:  Are you done yet, Riles?

Riley:  Don't count on it.

Avery:  I just want to touch your ear, Riley Dogg.  So, don't lick me, k?

Riley:  Hi, Dad.  I'm a good girl, right?

Avery:  Riley!

Riley:  Avery, the sooner you learn that my tongue is out of my control, the better.

Avery:  Um, Riley?

Riley:  Must. Not. Lick.

Avery:  I really like you, Riley.

Riley:  I can't hear you, Avery.  I'm just going to sit here like a good girl.

Avery:  Hahaha!  I told you that tickles!

Riley:  I know.  And I told you that I can't help but just lick you over and over again!

Avery:  Can't you just let me touch you without licking me with your smelly tongue?

Riley:  Doubtful, Avery.  And just to make my point, I'm going to get you on your face!

Riley:  My tongue (lick, lick) is out (lick, lick) of control!  (lick, lick)

Avery:  Yikes.

Avery:  Well, okay.  I still like you, Riley.

Riley:  I'm starting to like you, Avery.  You are so very tasty.

Avery:  Oh boy, that's a big one, Riley!

Riley:  Sluuuurrrrrpppp!

Avery:  I love you, Riley Dogg.

Riley:  I love you, too, Avery Baby.  Yummmmmmyyy!

Hello Lion...

Avery no longer grunts and groans and fusses when you put her on her tummy.  She is actually starting to like it!  And she's holding her head up so high and resting on her elbows, pushing up on her hands.

The other day, I was sitting with her while she had tummy time and she pushed up on her hands so high that she pushed herself over and rolled over onto her back!  Yep - that one made it onto her little calendar.

Going on a Walk...

Crazy Hair Day...

When I was teaching, at least once a school year, we would have "Crazy Hair Day."  It was an opportunity for the students to do whatever they wanted to their hair (except for dying it) and make it as "crazy" as possible.  Sometimes, there was a "winner" declared.  But, it was mostly an opportunity for student council to make some money off of the student body.  Usually, if you wanted to wear your hair "crazy," you had to show up with a dollar.  And guess who had to collect it and make sure everyone brought their dollar in?

Me, of course.  Do I think we could be using our time more wisely during the school day?  Of course.

Avery decided about a week ago that it was "Crazy Hair Day!"

No, the wind is not blowing in this picture.  She is indoors.  No, a fan is not blowing on her.  Her hair is just standing up the way it is, without any hair product or other outside help.  Her hair is naturally that crazy!

Isn't she so cute?

I made her pay me a dollar, too.