Monday, February 28, 2011


Avril just loves her baby right now. (This is a really precious stage that I remember Norah going through when she was almost two years old, too. I remember that Norah was fascinated with babies while she was still very much a baby herself.) So it is with Avril. She will carry her baby over to me and say, "Baby?!" Her tone is always one half-question and one half-answer at the same time. Then she will kiss her baby and show me her baby. She waits patiently for me to say something adoring about her baby. Sometimes she wants me to kiss the baby, too. After I do, she smiles at me and then smiles down at her baby. She kisses her baby again and rocks it in the bend of her elbow. This whole process is pretty dang cute.

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