The newest body part the Avery has recently become obsessed with (besides his you know what) is his belly button. He has taken to liftly his shirt up to show everyone he knows (and some people he doesn't know) his little pot belly.
He also really likes the frog boots that Patrick gave him on our last trip to Philadelphia. They are a little big, but that doesn't stop him from wearing them. Thanks PT!
na na na na na na (with vigorous head shaking) = no
ot = hot
Avery's New Phrases
Its okay to wear my belly and my wegs outside (and nothing else - while I'm trying to get him dressed to go outside)
Um, not yet (in response to anything we ask if he is ready to do- bath, read books, brush teeth, go potty)
Daddy, can you turn your chips down please? I'm trying to hear my movie. (in response to Kevin eating potato chips near him, thank you Avery, its not just me!)
Tack-Seat = Taxi, as in I took a tack-seat to the Hair Port
Can-Tar = guitar, and/or the 50 cent Ukalalee we picked up at a garage sale this weekend
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Like father, like son.
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