Little Momma

The other night before I picked Avery up from Bible class, I watched her through the window. They were playing with baby dolls; feeding them, rocking them, hugging and kissing them, covering them up and putting them to bed. Avery was doing her best, but hadn't really gotten the hang of it all yet.

Yesterday she started noticing her baby dolls at home. When I say, "can you love your baby, or can you kiss your baby," she does...but normally just carries them around by their hat or bows.

Today she didn't know I was watching her, and as she was walked around the living room talking to herself, she spotted her baby doll; picked it up, rocked her and 'loved' her (which consists of a big squeeze and "ummmm"). Then she kissed her head.

I loved it! I didn't tell her to do that; she just knew! I guess motherly instinct is coming out in her already.

As I write this, she's learned she can crawl under the baby gate we have up to restrict her access to the computer room. (It's up high so the dog can get to his food.) Our computer room is also our laundry room and pantry. She's discovered the canned goods and is walking around with a can of beans. I asked her to put the can back on the shelf and I watched her until she did. After I turned back to the computer, I heard, "Yeah!" followed by {clap, clap, clap}. She's proud of herself.

Here she comes with another can.