Saturday, March 19, 2011

Look out, Julia Roberts; here comes Ava!

If this isn't the perfect movie star pout, then I don't know what is.


Can't you just picture her on stage in front of thousands of adoring fans, eloquently reciting lines from Romeo and Juliet?  No?  Let's see if this helps you out...


The kid is a natural.

Little Mama strikes again.

I think it might be time to give Ava's dolly a name.  So far we've just been referring to her as "The Baby", but it seems Ava is starting to see her as one of the family.  (And all romantic memories of Dirty Dancing aside, no way am I referring to any member of my family as "Baby".)  This morning when I asked Ava if she was ready for breakfast, she toddled into the dining room and put her dolly in the booster seat.  I assumed this meant she was hungry, so I gave her some Cheerios.


And this afternoon when I picked out a book and asked Ava if she wanted to read it with me, she took it out of my hand, sat in her chair with Dolly in her lap, and read it to her instead.


Any suggestions for a new moniker for The Baby would be greatly appreciated.  Cuz I have a feeling that isn't the last meal I'm going to be serving her.

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