Today Ava was standing in the middle of the living room, minding her own business chewing on something and pointing the stereo remote at the television. Of course, I had to go out of my way to get in her face and irritate her with questions like, "What's in your mouth? Is that a choking hazard?! Let me see! Open your mouth." Not happy with her participation, I decided to open her mouth and look in for myself. Out comes her tongue, a piece of paper, and a guttural growl. Did my baby girl just GROWL at me?? I think she did!! So fierce, this girl.
Or maybe not so fierce because 30 seconds later she came crying from the living room because she had succeeded in turning on the stereo and Amy Winehouse at volume 22 had scared the remote right out of her hand.
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Ava you are too funny!
Love you!
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