18 months

Lots of new things are going on for Miss 18 month old Avery.  She started really running over the past week or so.  This has resulted in a couple of skinned knees but she squeals in delight as she moves quickly about.  She loves to talk and talk and talk.  She lies in her crib each morning and has this string of consciousness that goes something like this morning's: "blahblahblahlblah... daddy bath, mommy bath, avery bath, avery bath, quincy bath, RALLY bath, RALLY bath, Oskar bath, Avery bath, RALLY, RALLY, RALLY.  No moon, no moon.  Moon."   

We said goodbye to bottles yesterday.  There were 3 experiences over the past week that led to this decision.  The first was her pediatrician asking how the transition to sippy cups was going.  "It's going."  Secondly was finding out that kids in the Toddler room at daycare that she is transitioning into do not drink from bottles, just sippy cups or dixie cups.  "Dixie cups?  Seriously, my baby is going to be able to drink from a dixie cup in no time??".  Lastly was while watching a 3 year-old on SuperNanny SCREAMING "BABABABABA!!" as the mother cried at having to take away his bottle and throw them out in the trash.  That was the straw that broke this camel's back.  No more baba's.  She has done great, of course.  It always ends up being my issue, not hers.

She is excited about our upcoming trip on the "AP" to Florida next week to visit Jon's family. She weighed 22 lb 12 oz at the pediatrician last week.  Unlike her lucky cousins who don't have to go to their pediatrician until they are 24 months, Avery had to get 4 shots which we had postponed over the past few months.  As we waited for the nurse to come back after the doctor was finished with us, Avery knew we were up to no good and kept desperately saying "byebye? byebye? byebye?"  Poor girl, she was a trooper though.

This week Jon has moved the headquarters of GWP to an actual office space, freeing our living room up to no longer be an at-home office.  This is a very exciting change for us.  It has become more and more difficult for Jon to get any work done when Avery and I are around, so we are very happy for him to have a great new space in which to work. Avery misses him when he's away.  Once we get the Lexmark office printer moved out of our living room corner and into the new office, I am thinking we'll have a "my living room is no longer an office" party.  Cheers!