Most days, Avery can be very much true to her 23 month old age.....
The whining, lack of understanding, need for cuddles, the uncanny way she stands on the other side of the bathroom door every time I decide I may want to (gasp!!!) pee alone and scream "Mamaaaaaaaaaa!!!".
Then there are the moments when I catch her and think "when did she grow up?"
Like when she talks in sentences and prances around like she owns the place.
Or when she picks up the phone and hops on the couch, crosses her legs, and "talks" to the phone saying "Hello, yep, ok".
I am already seeing the teen years being a challenge.....
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