Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Dear Avril,

Today Mom tried you in your first pair of hard-soled shoes. You didn't like it. After weeks of cruising around and dancing the old soft-shoe like Mr. Bojangles, the clumpy lumps on the end of your feet just didn't seem right, apparently... we'll try again later...

Monday, February 18, 2008

when irish eyes are smiling

Dear Av,

You are constantly making us laugh with everything you do - I look forward all night long to coming home and hearing you say DAAAAAAA! Your favourite words right now are dada, mama, and tickle. 'golly-golly-golly gum' seems to have fallen out of your vocab, whatever it used to mean. Today was the first day i saw you running on your own - usually you have an iron-grip on my fingers as we run down the hall, but today you took your first mini-sprint, followed by a little tumble. You're a pretty tough little thing too, you only cry when you crack your head against something (other than when you're not getting our attention). You love to play in the recycling bin (we've recently had to move it because of all the cans in there). Your other favourite kitchen toy is Kraft Dinner boxes, which you shake while you shout aaaaaah! Mealtimes are great fun too. You love blueberries and pineapples, the slices of which you stuff into your mouth as fast as you can. you hate carrots, but i think mom has found a way to get you to eat them - hidden inside muffins!

Dear Av,

I'm going to try to write a little weekly note to you Av, to let you know how much i love and cherish you as you grow. Out on my run today i saw a little girl pulling her wagon along; i felt a little jolt when i thought that you will be doing this soon - time has really flown by over the last year! The next block a driver's ed vehicle passed and a pretty girl flicked her bangs out of her eyes with insouciance as she confidently accelerated away from the stop sign. Another pang; before i know it this will be you and you'll be making strides to make your own way in the world. For the time being though, you're my little Avril-Boo.