Avery at 16 months

Avery is quick. She loves to growl. She has been caught tasting toilet water a couple times. Perhaps she thinks she is a canine. She LOVES dogs and giving them kisses.
Here she is with cousin Taegen. They were twinners for Ian's blessing just because grandma had bought them similar outfits a while back. It is extremely rare to get a head-shot of her looking the camera's direction. These are some busy chicas!
Avery is a pure delight. Seriously. I LOVE her even more than she loves dogs! She can't resist tinkering with grandpa's stereo even though he will not be happy to see this picture =) She has been teething for what seems like forever and has three front bottom teeth with one bottom molar and some more random teeth on top. They aren't coming in happy little pairs as expected. The snotty nose made me think of her teething saga. She takes it all in stride pretty well.
Here's adorable cousin Baby Lane! He's a scant 20 lb at 4 months. A feather of a child =) Sorry Bre, I know you're tired of hearing how big he is, but this is for my records.

I watched mom take this picture. She was kissing Lane and smiling for the camera, but she's so fast that this is the best shot! Aside from being quick, Aves enjoys cuddling and it's best when she's tired and loopy. She'll get in my face and squish my cheeks around and give kisses and laugh a lot!

Tate and Avery share a room. We're used to hearing crying and giggling and babbling after we've turned off the lights and left the room. But last night she had a weak cry that lasted longer than usual. Eric checked on her and found her crib full of stuff Tate had emptied into her crib. She had nowhere to lay. Clothes, dolls, books, toys, and the worst were two nail clippers. Yikes.

Finally, Aves is a champion eater. She's been spotted eating almost an entire Dairy Queen cheeseburger, minus one bite. She'll try anything. Yesterday we were in Hobby Lobby (or as Tate says, "Hobby Hobby") and I was giving her my sour icebreakers to keep her happy and extend our shopping time. She had four in her mouth at once without even a wince. That evening at dinner I gave her soup and she got one little sauteed onion in her mouth and spit it out while making a sour face. Kids and their eating habits are just plain crazy.

It's nap time/quiet time now and I hear Tate hopping in her crib. Looks like quiet time is done, as is blogging time!