The sick little birthday girl managed to appease mom and hold up one finger in honor of her birthday. How sweet is she? I tell ya.
Sweets. Noodle. Aves. It's hard to believe you've been with us a whole year. And yet, it's harder to imagine life without you. You are a joy in every sense of the word. A cuddly little bear cub. So tender. So gentle. You are easy-going. You love your daddy, your mommy, your big sis', your thumb, and your silky blankie. You're happy every time you wake up. You stretch and yawn and smile even before you open your eyes. You are a climber. You are an observer. How very good to us you have been. You can say mama, banana, and num-num which all come out sounding alike. You can say "da da." You've said "cut cut cut" for cat. You've said "booo. bool." for ball. And, you are very interested in trying to make conversation with us these days. Facial expressions of surprise, confusion, humor, sadness, and pouting are all in your repertoire. My favorite is your laugh. You have the greatest giggle. You sister is the best at getting you to give a big belly laugh. I cherish you and your sweet little demeanor. My little baby girl. You've been that way from the very, very beginning. I love you with all my heart.
Ava went way out of her character today and decided to catch some sort of bug. This is the first time she's been sick since she was born. So, I know I have no right to complain. She started yesterday with a 103.6 fever. It dropped by night and has wavered under and above 100 today. The thing about Ava is she is so, so easy going that you barely know something is wrong because she just doesn't complain. However, she does want you to hold her and snuggle her and rock her. Other than the fever...no symptoms. The nurse said this is fairly typical of first fevers. So, hopefully her little body will kick it and we'll continue on our merry way. Until then, fluids, thermometers, and night-time alarms are in our very near future.
