It's been a very busy week - after all of the initial excitement at the beginning of the week, I would have thought that things would have slowed down some. Wednesday night was probably THE worst night we have had with Ava since we brought her home. For some reason, she couldn't stay asleep. We think she may have slept a total of 3 hours that night. The rest of the time she wanted us to be up with her...playing, talking, rocking, whatever she could think of. Needless to say, both Scott and I were very tired on Thursday. So I went to pick her up after my exhausted day at work, and what do I see on her cheek? A bite mark from one of the little girls at daycare! I know she didn't mean for it to happen, and in fact, the little girl cried more than Ava did, but I still felt bad for our little peanut. After the girl bit her, Ava cried a little, and then smacked her away. I think we were both a little happy to hear she was defending herself - even though we won't encourage hit...
"Siblings...like branches on a tree we grow in different directions yet our roots remain as one."