I call Avery "Baby Girl." I don't know how long this will last. Maybe until we have another baby girl? I dunno. But today I have photographic evidence. Avery's Grandpa Geno and Gigi gave her a baby carriage as a Christmas gift this year and normally she likes to push it around (and practice walking) but today she discovered that she can do something new! I mean, really?? Is this real life? How cute is she?
For inquiring minds, Avery has 7 teeth. 3 on the bottom and 4 on the top. I was worried that she would NEVER get teeth for a while because she didn't get a tooth until she was about 10.5 months old. And then she had 1 tooth on the bottom for forever. The other 6 all came in within about a week of each other. She never drooled. It was crazy. Crazy awesome. Love her.
I pushed her around in it while she sat like a baby. And sang the Beach Boys song "I Get Around." She loved it.
She loved it so much she thought that she would continue the good time by sitting in it and playing with her other toys. Too bad pressure from her bottom in the carriage doesn't equal instant music box of fun. Only Mommy can sing for you on demand. Well, other people can too. But you'll never love it as much. Until you meet an acoustic guitar playing hottie. And then you can take that up with your Dad.
She looks surprised in this one. She was trying to climb out under the handle bar and then discovered it was a lot harder to climb out than it was to climb in. I took this picture right before she had a meltdown and needed hand over hand assistance to get out. You are welcome for not documenting that nightmare.
Hope you got your Avery fix :)