Chicks and, well, chicks!

Here are a few tame photos of the baby-free night my friends and I had over the weekend.

L-R: Angie, Dee, Corinne, Tiffany, Lisa

So, that takes care of one of the "chicks". What's the other you might add? Well, we decided to give Ava some chicken for dinner over the last few nights. It's the chicken and veggie dinner in the jar for babies, but it seemed like a good place to start. As always, I tried it before I gave it to her, and it wasn't bad. It needed some salt, but she doesn't know any different, so we left it alone for her!

She ate the whole jar AND half a thing of fruit for dessert. We are so lucky not to have a picky eater (yet) for a kid. She'll try anything - we haven't seen her refuse anything yet, so it'll be interesting to see what turns her off the first time.

We had an exciting 15 minutes with her sock tonight. She always manages to get them off her feet even though they're supposed to be "slip-proof" (yeah, right), so we decided to make it a toy tonight. She pulled and stretched it, she sent it flying, and when I put it on her hand, she simply pulled it off and looked at me like, "Mommy, I'm smarter than the sock."

I had a cute shot of Ava lined up, and then Spanky walked in front of me. How rude!

There's the baby again!

She got me!

We tried once again to take pics of her and me together, and this time we actually got pictures with both of us smiling (kinda) and neither of our eyes squinty. We'll just keep on tryin', I guess!

Enjoy the night!

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Lisa said…

Oh, she's so cute! Dylan refuses to wear socks. Whenever I go to get him from his nap he has them off and is either chewing on them or they're flung around the room. He gets sweaty feet anyway, so I guess he's not cold! And cute photos of Mom and Ava!

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