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Clings & Things

Ava's getting more independent in the mornings - she now takes off her pjs, puts them away, picks out her "big girl" underwear, and sometimes her own outfits (which I often have to veto since they usually consist of t-shirts and shorts...and -16F isn't really the best combo with exposed legs!)  She's also figured out how to get the top off of her lip gloss containers, and often, she is looking quite shiny and sparkly by the time I get to her!

The other day I walked by her room, and I thought she had one of Scooter's diapers on her head.  After closer inspection, it turned out to be a hat.  I still thought it was pretty cute!

And speaking of hats...when she's done with a meal, she is DONE.  The bib comes off, and she wants to get down to play.  The bib often gets stuck on her head, tho...this night it was particularly funny as she reminded me of a little pirate, especially in the last picture of this bunch. 





Relaxing on a Sunday morning...


Helping Mommy put up a few decorations for Valentine's Day.  These clings are the best - she had a blast putting them up, taking them down...and putting them up, taking them down...and so on...




It's not often that Ava will share her blanket, but she insisted that Darla wear it today.  Even though she really didn't want to!




The face of a furry saint...


Hoping to get caught up on a few things this afternoon...nothing better than relaxing on the couch, with my laptop, listening to the game(s) in the background.  And trying to stay warm - it's been brutal the last week or so...although, swimming suits are on the racks in the stores now, so it gives me hope that warmer weather isn't that far away!

Comments

So cute! Love the bib. I gave up on those several years ago. Probably shouldn't have since I have the world's messiest eater (Owen). The dog looks as annoyed as our dog, but yet she loves the attention and deals with whatever the kids do to her. The expressions are priceless though.

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