July 9th...
Averi is working on tooth number 8 right now, and has been for a couple of days. The drool is insane, but she has been happy for the most part. Today though she decided no where was good enough for her besides my hip. It has been the ONLY place she has been happy. She doesn't want to play, she doesn't want me to sit down, she doesn't want me to acknowledge that her brother even exists, she just wants to hang out, right here. How nice must that be? I carry all of her weight, (and believe me, it's a lot) she has to make zero effort. I wish I was small enough and had a smile like hers so I could convince people to carry me around all day. Lucky for me, at the rate her teeth are coming in, she should have a complete mouthful in just a few weeks!
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