Avery wants to wear her pink poofy fancy dress nearly everyday.  But she consents to wear something else during the week when I remind her that she regularly plays in the dirt pile.  Anyway, a friend at church complimented her on her pretty pink dress and I mentioned Avery's love of that garment.  To which my friend replied that she's surprised because Avery seems like such a tomboy.  I have also been shocked at her girly tendencies coming out recently-mothering dolls and my new decorative duck that I put a diaper on for the diaper shower we threw last week, playing with my old Barbies and doll house, and...I'm sure there's more, I just can't think of any at the moment.  Anyway, it's fun to see these personalities continue to emerge from the kids.  Never box them into one stereotype because they will quickly prove you wrong.

Speaking of stereotyping.  This pregnancy has been more sleepless than my others from the beginning.  So, when I couldn't return back to bed just before 5am today, I decided to watch Colin Ferth's "Pride and Prejudice".  Little Avery woke up first and snuggled with me while watching that classic for at least half an hour.  I was eating up our girl time =)

I just peeked in the tv room to find Tate and Eric watching some monster truck show together.  So, we must be a stereotypical family with the boys watching their big trucks and us chicas watching our period piece!

My favorite event of the morning was hearing Eric yelp awake from the bedroom.  Apparently, Tate told Avery that dad couldn't eat this morning.  So, in order to prove him wrong, she went to feed him red juice and teddy graham crackers.  She poked him with the cup and when he didn't respond because he was sleeping, she poured it down his back!  And there was a lot of juice in the cup, too!

It's ironic that Tate got the idea that dad couldn't eat or drink this morning because it's fast Sunday!  Tate didn't know that, though.  Silly kids.

Speaking of silly kids =), we returned from church today and Tate took a big swig of Avery's leftover macaroni and cheese water.  (You know, when she's done with her pasta, she mixes some in with her water cup for experimental purposes I suppose.)  Anyway, he says, "Can I have more water?" followed by "What was that?"  What makes me laugh is that he didn't even act grossed out.  Whereas if we succeed in bribing him to eat one of my delicious dinners, he makes the yuckiest faces like he just barely is able to gag the stuff down.  But macaroni and cheese water?  No prob!

Speaking of no prob,...just kidding, that's all I got.

 I'll have to get a picture of that pretty pink dress and upload it later.  This is Avery saying "cheese" one day when I told her to get her shoes on and she got my sparkly sandals on and headed out the door.

Sorry about the fuzzy picture, but I had to add another picture of Avery being girly for this show Tate decided they needed to dress-up for and put on.  This is the best shot I got.