44 weeks old…
Our little one is now 44 weeks old.
On Thanksgiving morning, Ava spent some time reading in bed and wondering how the turkey is going to get cooked with dada sleeping in. Must be nice to be the dada.
But Ava ended up worrying about nothing. Dada got his act together and her first Thanksgiving dinner was wonderful. Thanks Dada!
Her Uncle Eric even stopped by to teach her how to play volleyball.
And watch themselves on our tiny television.
Ava spends a lot of time at our dining room window.
So we bought her some new chew toys.
She spends a lot of time moving her new animals from the windowsill to new locations all over the house.
Her favorite is the hippo. Can you tell? hehe. Get a room!
Ava also likes to pound the window, especially when her dada gets home from work.
A leaf was this week’s new discovery. Ava held onto that thing for dear life while hanging out on the grass.
Ava still loves pointing here.
And pointing there. She points everywhere, even when in a trance. Stop sleep walking Ava!
Last week, Ava starting pinching Dan’s neck. We call it ‘pinching little meat’. It was funny because she would only do it when Dan was holding her. But this week, she was kind enough to spread the joy of pinching little meat. How nice.
Ava’s babbling is at an all time high this week.
She sorta sounds like an alien.
It’s hilarious. We will have to post a clip of it soon.
This picture is priceless. Enough said.
Olie and Ava’s relationship has blossomed this week. I caught them telling each other secrets one morning.
Laughs are guaranteed when flying up in the air is involved.
And also when tickles show up courtesy of blanket fringes.
Ava walks like a super star now. But when she falls, it happens pretty gracefully. But to be on the safe side, Ava has been walking with her arms in front of her like a zombie.
A silly zombie, not a scary one.
This picture cracks me up. If you ever get the chance to catch Ava when she runs and dives into you, this is the look that will make your day.
A cold front has reached southern California this week. I know we are wimps, no need to remind me. Anyways, Ava starting wearing her house slippers this week. We call them papuche around here. That is the second Croatian word you’ve learned thanks to this blog. You’re welcome.
Why the sad face? Ava cut the inside of her mouth after doing a face plant off of Rudy’s bed and into a corner of a cabinet. Ouch.
Ava was never a big fan of the pacifier. We bought tons of them when she was little but they didn’t interest her. Ava found one laying in the bottom of her toy basket and thought it was the coolest thing ever. I guess she needed a break from eating her little hippo toy.
And she played with this doll too. Well, I wouldn’t call it playing. She just poked its eyes. This is actually a doll that I played with when I was little. The clothes were made especially for her by Ava’s great great grandma Ivka.
Alright. We are out of here. Time to listen to some tunes on our flashcard boombox.
