Avery Speaks
Friday, June 29, 2007 by Amy
I keep forgetting to blog this: Avery has some new words. First, and cutest, she pointed at the Father's Day card that Amy, Scott, and Abby got Rudi (which has a toddler cheerleader on the front) and said "Riley". It was cute. It sounds like "Ry-way". Now every girl is Riley. She also says "up" "off" "no" and some more, I'm sure, but it's getting late and my brain is fried. Riley sometimes gets mad that Avery mispronounces her name ("My name's not 'Ry-way'! Say 'Ry-wah-wee'!") but Riley can't even pronounce her name correctly...Avery says "VeeVee" for her own name, but she doesn't say it often.
She also says "me me me me" about a hundred times a day. She wants to do everything herself. Dress, undress, get her own dishes, take her diaper off, buckle her carseat. Today she opened the dishwasher, stood on the open door, pulled out the top rack and got herself a bowl for her watermelon. Kind of cute for now, but Riley didn't hit this stage until she was a little older, and I'm sure it'll wear thin really soon. And can I tell you, this kid can climb like no one's business. She can climb onto the dining room chair, which is a rather tall chair (we have the high table and chairs) and play with the computer (yikes!). She may be little, but she's nimble.
Oh, one more thing, I was at a fabric store and carrying Avery in the mei tai and the woman working there asked me about it. This woman was of Chinese discent, and said that when she was in China she saw women working in the field wearing babies on their backs (never their fronts) in something very similar. She also said that she used to work for Indian Health Services and one of her close friends was a Pueblo Indian. She said that this woman trained her children to simply cling to her like little monkeys (no offense at the comparison, none other fits). She said that they would grip onto her hipbones with their little toes and just hang on. No carrying and no carrier. From birth. How amazing (and a little scary) is that?
She also says "me me me me" about a hundred times a day. She wants to do everything herself. Dress, undress, get her own dishes, take her diaper off, buckle her carseat. Today she opened the dishwasher, stood on the open door, pulled out the top rack and got herself a bowl for her watermelon. Kind of cute for now, but Riley didn't hit this stage until she was a little older, and I'm sure it'll wear thin really soon. And can I tell you, this kid can climb like no one's business. She can climb onto the dining room chair, which is a rather tall chair (we have the high table and chairs) and play with the computer (yikes!). She may be little, but she's nimble.
Oh, one more thing, I was at a fabric store and carrying Avery in the mei tai and the woman working there asked me about it. This woman was of Chinese discent, and said that when she was in China she saw women working in the field wearing babies on their backs (never their fronts) in something very similar. She also said that she used to work for Indian Health Services and one of her close friends was a Pueblo Indian. She said that this woman trained her children to simply cling to her like little monkeys (no offense at the comparison, none other fits). She said that they would grip onto her hipbones with their little toes and just hang on. No carrying and no carrier. From birth. How amazing (and a little scary) is that?
