WE'RE BACK!!
It's been a while. A good long while. Some might ask "how long"?? Well, to put it simply Addy and Daddy have had to make room for one more in the bunch. That's right. It has been long enough to make another baby, and for that precious little girl to be 9 months old. A lot has happened since I last wrote, so we will start small, and I promise to be better about writing in the future.
Let us start with an introduction. A little girl whose smile can not be rivaled. Whose blue eyes pierce the depths of your soul. And whose slight obsession with food has created those ever so coveted "Michelin Man" legs and arms all babies deserve. World, say hello to Avery Dawn.
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So, like my first born Addalynn, aka "The Beast", Avery has acquired a nickname as well. In our household, she is known as "Chubbs", or as Addy likes to call her, "Chubbies". This little girl will melt your heart with her smile, and then blow your ear drums out the next second with her teradactyl-like shriek. She has been a blessing over the past 9 months, and everyday with her is an adventure. A REALLY. LOUD. ADVENTURE. A trait no doubt inherited from her mother. Never fear, keep that pacifier handy and BOOM! All is well. I've come to be an expert in pacifiers since Chubbs was born. It's no easy task manning the pacifiers. You must always be prepared. And by that, I mean being equipped. One in the mouth out the door, an extra in the backpack, one in your pocket if you're making a day of it, and of course with a special pacifier that has a longhorn attached so you can safely reach back in the truck, find the pacifier in the car seat, plug her up, all while not killing your family while driving 70 mph down the highway. It's a talent, I know. Avery is a lazy one. Perfectly content with being hauled around on someone's hip, or simply rolling to where she needs to be. If she can't get there...(insert teradactyl scream)....until she is picked up. She is always smiling at everyone and everything, and her whispy little hair, the little she has, sways back and forth.
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Enough about Avery. Back to the little one who started it all. Now, she's not so little, at least in her eyes. Addy is 3 now, and she thinks she runs the house, and the world more than that. We've entered the stage of "I don't have to", and "I don't want to", and my personal favorite "Don't touch me dad" (which she has the uncanny ability to say at the perfect times to draw the attention of a crowd as if someone was being mauled in the coliseum by a tiger). She also wants to do everything by herself, and asks everyday to go to school. I tell her to trust me, she will get plenty of schooling. She says "Ok daddy. But I need to take my pack-pack and animals to show my friends". Maybe it's really just daddy that doesn't want her to be at that point yet.
I digress...
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She is a little girl now, and growing so much every day. She talks, swims, poops on her own...she's a little human being. Her personality is amazing, and her beauty unmatched. Her laughter brings me such joy. I guess while we are talking about additions, we have to mention Addy's new sidekick, a chocolate lab puppy that she named (she really picked the name) COCO. Like Addy, Coco is wild and crazy, and into everything. Unlike Addy, she spends her days chewing on socks and destroying my house. Well, maybe they aren't too different, but Coco does edge her out in number of socks eaten in their life. I'm a lucky man to have the three amazing girls in my life, and Coco too, and I thank God each day for them.
If it works as I plan, and in this life what truly ever goes exactly as planned, they will grow up in the image of their mother. Joyful, loving, faithful. They are special little girls, and even writing these words brings a smile to my face.
There's no greater blessing in this life than family, especially a family you know is always there for you, and whose love is unending. Things have done a swap in our household. When it was me and Addy, I watched her all weekend while Kelly worked at the hospital. Now that I am working in the hospital on the weekends, Kelly works during the week and I have both girls FIVE DAYS A WEEK! It's not too bad. I mean, the world needs more men who can change a diaper while standing up holding your daughter, and that sacrifices your jeans as a snot cloth so your daughter's nose isn't runny. Is it chocolate or poop? You aren't afraid to taste the answer. Lastly, it never hurts to be able to quote every line and sing every song to every disney movie. EVER. If only I got a hit or view for every time that goes on in my house......anyways. I cherish my girls, and am grateful for the life I have. So from Addy, Daddy, and the new member of the wolf pack, Chubbs, Keep on keepin on.
Until next time.
P.S. I ALMOST FORGOT!!!
Addy's bluebonnet picture this year was simply amazing...drink this in, it always goes down smooth.
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