Avery has an imaginary friend. His name is Jake. When we ask her about Jake she gets really embarrassed and wont talk about him but today it was a little different.
Avery: Mom can Jake come play in my room?
Me: Sure
Avery: Mom where is my white dress? I need it because Jake and I are getting married.
Me: Humm I am not sure your daddy will be ok with this. You need to talk this over with your Dad.
Dad gets home....
Avery: Daddy Jake and I are going to get married.....and he is going to eat lunch with us.
Daddy: Avery, Jake is not allowed to marry you.
Avery: (Almost in tears) But Daddy.....I love him and we are getting married!!!!
I could see that neither were going to budge on this one and Avery was starting to get very dramatic about it.
Me: (Over Avery's protests) Avery do you want a Popsicle?
Avery: (Mid sob) Yes!!!!!
So far....food comes before boys......I hope this will last a long time. It would be great when she is a teenager and she is wanting to go steady with a boy that all I would have to say is "Avery want a Popsicle?" .... and she would forget all about boys.)
4 years ago
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5 comments:
Hahahahahaha!!!
That is great! Love it!
I thought your post was going to say you were having twin boys! I guess it shows that I don't know how far along you are. (I'm a friend of Matt's by the way).
oh my WORD that is hilarious! I love reading your blog...it makes me laugh! And then I read it aloud to Tatton and I laugh some more...you're so awesome...
Oh man, that girl is too much. I tell Scott these stories and I think it makes him a little scared to have a girl. Poor dads, they stress about thier girls. :) Food is a wonderful substitute for boys... for a while. :)
Ha Ha!!
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