Thursday, January 26, 2012

Water Bottle

It started like any other day. I was guzzling water like there was no tomorrow (seriously, I go NO WHERE without this puppy! Was anyone else thirstier while nursing than pregnant?)


However, now that Avery is mobile, what's hers is hers and what's mine...


is also hers.


Not that she knows how to work a straw yet.


And she gets it in her mouth about 50% of the time.

 

But she has fully tested the length of the straw.


And whatever makes a happy baby,


makes a happy mama!

2 comments:

  1. "What's hers is hers and what's mine is also hers." That pretty much sums up child-rearing as I've experienced it, too. By the way, is it taking anyone else at least three tries to type the distorted text image 'prove you're not a robot'? I never thought proving I wasn't a robot would be so difficult.

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  2. Seth just saw the picture at the top of this blog. His comment: "Hey, look, Dad! It's Lindsay and...Lindsay and who? Go look at them, Dad. They look cool."

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