Ramblings

Someday when I am a grown up woman I will know many things.

I will know:

How to budget my precious pennies.

How to keep my home clean and raise a child(ren) at the same time.

What to cook for dinner.

How to walk into a grocery store and only purchase what was on my list...no extras.

How to make a grocery list.

What to tell my children that will inspire them and make them want to be great people.

What haircut looks best on me.

I have been pondering many things such as these lately.

Avery is getting particular about who puts her to bed. So far, I'm the only one who is privileged enough to do the job. She fusses and fusses if it's anyone but me. I must just have the magic touch. I love that. She is so so sweet. Avery and I went to my friends' birthday dinner last night and Avery just laughed and smiled and sat in my lap or in other people's lap and was just as precious as can be. There was another baby there who is 5 weeks older than Avery and this baby was FUSSY. Avery just stared at this baby and you could see the look of confusion in her eyes, like "what is wrong with that kid??" It donned on me that Avery has never seen another baby before so it must be puzzling to see another little tiny creature like herself. This other baby was reaching out to touch Avery and get her feet and Avery was all "why is she touching me? Doesn't she know that I am not a chucklehead like her? Doesn't she know that I am the queen? Get away, grubby little child."

She is going to be a diva, I think.

Roly Poly

MY BABY ROLLED OVER BY HERSELF TODAY!

It was very exciting. But now, nothing is safe. Before we know it, Avery will be crawling and getting into all sorts of things. Tomorrow Wilson and I are going to baby-proof our apartment.

Avery has also started going to bed at the same time every night. Around 8:30. Hallelujah! I'm so glad she settled on a bedtime that is relatively early. She used to want to stay up until midnight and boy, that was killing me. So, good times. Good times. Way to go, eight thirty.

4 more weeks of school! Goodness, it is almost over. I remember thinking that I would never get through my student teaching semester. I think I sort of have the mindset that since I gave birth without an epidural I CAN DO ANYTHING. Really people. ANYTHING. That was probably the hardest thing I will ever have done so everything else is a piece of cake.

Here is Avery looking as cute as ever in her Easter dress. So pretty!