I made some homemade rolls today and Emily grabs one while going cross-eyed  and yells in an intense deep man voice, "Oooooow, I love these rolls!"

The attack of the killer chair

I was in the other room when I heard something fall to the ground making a loud noise. I cringed and stood absolutely still waiting for the loud cries of one of my girls that I knew would soon follow. However. instead of hearing crying, I heard Avery talking quietly yet, in a teasing forceful manner. So I got as close as I could without her seeing me and this is what I heard:

"No, you totally started it first! Not me. I am going to get you and punch you."

After hearing this I walked around the corner and into the kitchen where I found Avery lying flat on her back under neath a folding chair that had clasped on top of her. She, then noticing me, paused her teasing tirade with the chair and said, "Oh. Hi mom. This chair fell on me and I was giving it a piece of my mind." She then proceeded to punch the back of the chair in a joking manner while again saying, "No, you started it!"

I busted up laughing so hard. Which then she did too.

What a funny kid. I just love her quirkiness! If only I could remember to go through life a little more like this. When things get me "down" turn it into something fun, laugh it off and stand up for myself more often. And also to remember not to sweat the small things!