Shot Shy

On the Seventh, Dad and I had dinner with Grandma & Grandpa Davenport at Houlihan's on 95th St. If you've ever eaten there, you may be familiar with the dome near the front entrance. It's kind of pretty but it funnels sound like you wouldn't believe. We could hear every word being spoken at adjacent tables but one table was full of a little girl's birthday party. Whoa, was that annoying. PLEASE let me know if I ever get like that - PLEASE!

Mom picked me up early on the 8th which in my experience is rarely a good thing and that Friday was no different. We met Dad at the doctor's office for my two year check up. Unfortunately I do NOT like doctor's office. I think I started crying before the nurse even asked M&D a question. The mere thought of getting weighed or measured was apparently enough to send me into an atomic meltdown. And when Dr. Shanker came in? Whoa buddy. Let me tell you, he did NOT need that stethiscope stethascope stethescope stethoscope (doh, gave up too early) to figure out my lungs were good.

DS did bring a book and after he gave M&D a thumbs up on keeping me alive for two years Mom was able to calm me down, at least a little bit.... until the nurse came back in with NEEDLES! Mom was trying to comfort me but we she saw what I had to feel, even she was freaked out.

The only good news was that to cover my shot the nurse gave me a "sticker" for my leg. Sweet. Not worth it, but totally sweet.

Here are the deets: 33 Inches, 27 lbs.

As per usual they sent us home with a little sheet that highlights "Development." A few items of note -

• "Growth is approximately 50% of adult height" so it sounds like I'll be 5'6" - cool, cool. 
• "Build tower of 6 blocks" Check - in JANUARY
• "String Beads" Check - in JANUARY
• "50 Vocabulary Words" Check - stopped keeping track months ago at ONE HUNDRED

When we got home, Mom had some work to do so Dad and took my basketball goal outside for the first time. It was awesome but chasing down Dad's shot outside is a LOT more work than it was inside. I'm guessing his ball didn't make it's way under the chairs after a MADE shot, eh?

I guess I shouldn't throw stones though, I took a dozen or "shots" from the stoop and this one was as good as any.

More under-furniture rebounding?

Just before we went inside a fire truck and ambulance showed up, sirens whaling and lights flashing, in the cul-de-sac behind us. I have no idea what was up because I could barely see but when I was on Dad's shoulders, I was able to see the "biiiig trucks."

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,

Avery

Four Shadows... or Foreshadow

I have ZERO idea what was happening on April 4th but I'm sure that has nothing to do with the fact that it was THREE weeks ago. Here's what I do know; it must have been some interesting circumstances for Dad to show me our "reflection" in his phone. You might assume that I was upset and Dad was trying to distract me but I don't see any tears in my eyes and also, have you met my father?

Apparently the beginning of April was much more spring like than the end of April has been because Dad and I were chillin' outside. Is this when you compare lambs and lions or is that in March? Also, why wouldn't the lion just eat the lamb? And he could have a groundhog appetizer. Lions are sweet.

Mom helped me play Goodnight Moon the game. I'll be honest, I was AWESOME at matching mittens with mittens and kittens with kittens and cows jumping over moons with... well you get the point.

Aunt Abby came over to play after work on the 6th. Again, a great day to play outside. Dad took some video of me singing a Ke$ha song (that's pronounced KA-DOLLAR SIGN-HA) but I guess it didn't turn out too well... or maybe he's not thrilled that his two year kid knows some of the words to We R Who We R. And yes, that's actually the name of the song... like shes texting... while driving.

Grandma Davenport stopped by for a visit too. I had just gotten done playing basketball and was enjoying some pizza, just like Dad does... though he usually skips the basketball.

I was hoping to get through a little more tonight but I'm too tired. I have a fun new idea for one of the next few blogs though. It involves a gift for the most creative reader... TEASER!

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,
Avery

Morning After Thrill

April 3rd was pretty awesome but I assume that goes without saying. I finally got to play with all the gifts I opened at my party. Dad and I spent a fair chunk of the morning playing basketball. Fortunately for Dad, I had as much fun chasing down his shots (Dad called it rebounding) and then giving him the ball back (Dad called it passing the rock.)

I figured since I was dressing up Mr(s) Potato Head that I'd play a little dress up myself. I think this necklace really classes up my jammies don't you?

Who doesn't love a pizza topped with cheese and mushroom. Not mushrooms (plural)mind you, just mushroom.

Aunt Abby stopped by to play for a bit. I was nice and shared my pizza and ice cream with her. Such a nice niece!

This potato looks a little half baked -- HA!

Bath Finger Puppets: not just for baths anymore.

For dinner we joined Grandma & Grandpa Davenport at Jack Stack -- Yum! What's that Dad? Look at the camera AND smile? You'll get nothing and like it!


Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,
Avery

Birthday of a Thousand Pieces

Even though my birthday was on the 1st, Mom & Dad withheld a few presents and cards that had been arriving until the 2nd since that's when my party was.
Paws off Penny - this one's mine!

When I wasn't busy opening presents, I was playing Queen and making M&D clean the house. (Mom was totally jealous of my crown. Dad wasn't but probably only because he's already donned it.)

When I woke up from my nap, I came down to see that Mom and Aunt Abby had been very busy decorating and baking. Sa-weet!

We ordered pizza for dinner and while most of the boys stayed inside to watch the Final Four, we enjoyed the weather outside.

Instead of a birthday cake, Mom & AA baked cup cake cones -- cup cakes baked into ice cream cones. They were pretty awesome.
We also had actual ice cream along with a full sundae bar. Two words for you: Magic Shell. Two more words for you: Oreo Cookies. Two more words for you: Strawberries & Bananas (in this instance the ampersand doesn't count -- just fyi.)

After dessert it was time to open presents. YEA! See if you can spot a theme...
Pink basketball goal. Hook Hook, Dunk Dunk.

New Shoes!

Phonics Bus! I wanted to get it out of the box and play with it but Dad said I couldn't because I had to open the rest of the presents. I did NOT like that idea.
So, Dad got demoted to pictures while Mom took over as birthday santa... and to try and console me.

In the mean time, Uncle Tim put together my BB Goal and Great Aunt Nancy was doing her best Jimmer from the perimeter.

When the second Final Four game started, Dad kicked on the TV but the last thing I needed was another distraction so he turned it off... after getting a look from Mom. Yikes!

Balloon bouquet - just within reach.

Goodnight Moon - The game: 29 Pieces

Mr.Potato Head: 13 Pieces

Toy Ice Cream Cones: 10 Pieces

Melissa & Doug Pizza Party: 63 Pieces

Circo Food Set: 90 Pieces

Lacing Beads: 30 Pieces

My birthday party was a complete blast I want to thank everyone that was able to stop by and those of you that couldn't but wished me a happy b-day none the less. Thanks for making #2 totally awesome!

Over the past two years you've seen the floor of our family room look pretty chaotic but wait until I get to playing with all of these!  You ain't seen nothin' yet!

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,
Avery

Happy Birthday To Me

As I teased with yesterday's "post" when I woke up on my second birthday, Mom had gotten us Krispy Kreme for breakfast. Some of you may remember this pic from 1/1/11. Apparently donuts are how we've chosen to celebrate. Hey, I'm cool with it.

I took a vacation day from Miss Anne's which meant I got to join Dad for lunch with Grandma & Grandpa Davenport, Aunt Darcy & Uncle Dave. Wait what? I thought they were going to Georgia which is why I got to open presents the night before at Red Robin. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, it was a pleasant surprise, but I thought they got outta Dodge. As it turned out their flight was cancelled. Ooops. Their loss is my gain! Also, tiny hamburgers = Aweseom

When I got home from lunch, I got to open a few presents. Of course, I only needed one because any present I get, I want to play with immediately. And there are 4!

For dinner, M&D and I had dinner at Jose Pepper's with G&G D. Salsa and my new white shirt? What could go wrong.
And since it was my birthday I got free fried ice cream. FRIED ice cream? What the wha?
After dinner G&G D came by to drop off another bday present -- MY OWN CHAIR!

My book of the month book arrived - quite timely I might add - and GmaD helped me open it and Mom helped me read it in MY OWN CHAIR!!
Then I tricked GmaD to play magnets with me.
Then SURPRISE! Grandma & Grandpa Herbert came over as well.
GmaH brought me a card and gift from Great Grandma Chapman, Great Aunt Janice and Great Uncle Tim

First off, I totally love cards (stationery is in my blood) and we know I love bunnies. Note the "bunny face" -- a classic.
Okay, I've uploaded all the pics from my birthday party but I need to hit the sack so I'll have to post them tomorrow (probably.)

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,
Avery