Yes, friends, we're still alive. And life with Avery is good.
She's now almost 16 months and when I'm not running (yes, we're running) after her, trying to keep track of her many new words (favorites include "Elmo!", "BABY!" and "NO! NO! NO!"), or fitting work duties around home duties, I am trying to remember to wear my headgear.
Yes, that was unexpected, wasn't it. I will spare you an actual physical picture, since your mental one is probably more flattering. No, really. It is.
We spend most of our time outdoors, playing with her new swing (not actually swinging in it, pushing rocks in it is so much more fun), picking tomatoes and strawberries from the garden, squealing and pointing and scaring away squirrels, and splashing in our little fountain.
She gives tight hugs and pats with her dimpled hands, she giggles and chortles and loves to be chased around, especially when she has a very full diaper. It's heaven on earth and it's just going by so fast.
I guess this is just to say, I haven't been to Anthro in over a month or two, and I miss it. But not enough to miss even a moment of this magical time.
So keep up the Anthro blogs, everyone. I need to know what's going on, without having to go in.