*baby story and pictures coming soon*

I just wanted to document some funny little dinner happenings:

Tate to Eric, "Avery likes strawberries."

Eric to Tate, "A reliable source tells me that Avery likes strawberries."

Tate leans back and puts his elbow on the chair, "Who?  And where was he?"

Meanwhile Avery refused to eat the lasagna.  As Eric is clearing the table, Avery points to the glue protruding out of our dining chair that needs to be fixed and asks "Can I eat this?" as she proceeds to lick it.