8 Months and Lovin' It

Well usually... Every time I got my camera out to take pictures of Avery she was sad. Probably because the first time she was in need of a nap and the second time she was in super need of going to bed. So the first two pictures are of her today and she doesn't have her huge grin on, but still looking as cute as ever.

Avery's little personality shines through more and more each day. She is really good about playing by herself. I think most times she would rather play by herself and just have me sitting by her. But she does love Peek-a-boo and being tickled. She thinks it is hilarious when we put things on our head and loves it when we jump with her in our arms. I think one of her favorite things to do is to go out and watch people (just like her dad). Whenever we go anywhere she just takes it all in and will stare at people and just watch them. It is funny to see her face and reaction when she watches those around her. Along with her awareness of other people, she has become a mama's girl. She is a clinger. She will smile and talk and have fun with whoever as long as Mom is holding her. Most of the time she will go to Michael and be happy but we have had a couple experiences where that wasn't the case. Mike makes fun of me and tells me that I love it because I am her favorite (I do... most times). Well for her 8 month birthday she got this cute little penguin. She was tired after we got it so she didn't play with it much but I think it is cute and will talk Avery into loving it. When you hit it it falls back and then comes back up and makes cute noises. Michael and I are excited she is liking toys more and more because now we can buy toys we want to play with and blame it on her and not our childish wants.
Avery is starting to crawl... well army crawl/scoot. She can get from sitting down to her belly pretty gracefully and can reach anything anywhere close to her. When there is something she wants she can get to it. I put out a trail of marshmallows on a blanket and she would grab the blanket and pull the rest of her body behind her, but by golly she got all of those marshmallows. Another thing to get her crawling is shoes. She will cross any distance to be able to bite on one. She is always on the move. She will sit near me and then get into my lap just to scoot back off and try and get on again. I am a human jungle gym. Along with crawling she does this hand thing, that we think is supposed to be waving but she just does it where ever and whenever. It looks like she is doing that thing on Clueless when they sing "rolling with the homies'' but her little hand keeps going with her wrist turning all over. It is quite impressive.
I think this picture looks like she is going to go to play in a tennis match and she is like "what I am cute and I know it." This picture is for Alisha who bought the outfit because of the little visor. Mike loved it. And apparently so did Avery.
Avery has become attached to certain objects. She loves the blanket that Grandma Haynie gave her and sleeps with it (usually on it) every night. She loves the purple Tinkerbell blanket my Aunt Colleen made and gets SO excited when she sees it. We usually play on this blanket and she loves the fairies and yellow ties. Lately she has become attached to her two pink teddy bears. This one is the bigger one and she has a little one that Kiara's roommate's grandma made for her. The gets so excited to see these and will hug and snuggle with them. Oh and Avery does this new thing when she is excited where she will pant like a dog, tongue out and everything. Of course I think it is so dang cute and extremely funny.
We went to the doctor this past week for Avery's 6 month well check up (I know I am behind and am a bad mom, bot she got all the necessary vaccines). Can I just say that having to hold your baby down while she gets shots is just the worst thing. I need to make Michael go with me next time so he can realize how sad it is and how brave I am for not bawling. Anyways our Missy Moo weighed in at 19lbs and 14 oz, which is actually lighter than I thought she was (you try carrying her around all day). She was in the 90th percentile for weight and her head and 50th for height. She is happy and healthy and developing properly... what more could we ask for?!!!