Our little one is 18 months old! A year and a half! It doesn't even seem possible. These days Avery is a bit of trouble, a bit hilarious and a whole lot of love. She's using words more and more - some understandable by the common person, most only translated by those close to her. She loves to play sports and megablocks, loves books, loves dumping any bin that's full of toys (we're still working on the cleaning up part), loves coloring (mostly on paper), loves throwing her plate on the floor when she's done (with or without food on it), loves dumping the dogs water bowls, loves cleaning, loves brushing her teeth, loves her doggies, loves dancing and loves blowing kisses. She's a burst of energy who keeps us on our toes. Whenever she's quiet for a bit, you know you're in trouble and she's into something. And she loves hugs and kisses.
She's also impossible not to love.
Showing off her tummy.
She LOVES her megablocks. Carrying them, dumping them, and playing with them.
A couple close-ups....
Megablock anyone?
I love this picture. Avery is trying with all of her strength to tear two megablocks apart. The best part, it was only one megablock, not two, so there was nothing to pull apart. But don't worry, she tried and tried, as evidenced in this pic.
That's my girl.
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