"No, myyyyy box!"
"What are you talking about, you didn't even know that box existed 5 minutes ago."
"NOOOO MIIIIIINNNNNEEEE!!!" as her body falls ever so dramatically to the ground.
At night, she'll talk forever before falling asleep. Some nights it's cute. Some nights, it's annoying. (I love her, always. But I get annoyed.) Some nights it's 20 minutes, some nights it's 2 HOURS. When we don't come in when she first calls, she'll get louder and louder and the sweet "Mommys? Daddys?" turn into bass tones, "DAAAD! MOOOOM!!" On the
"Avery, are you hurt?"
"What do you need?"
"Avery ba-ba go? right there."
Pick up blanket.
"Okay, Avery. It's 10:00 (cause you can tell time) and you should be sleeping. You should have been sleeping since 8. If you wake up your sister (who sleep through hurricanes, literally, she slept through a hurricane) you'll be in trouble. And tomorrow, you need to sleep in till 9 (there is no clock in her room, still can't tell time), yes ma'am? "
"Yes mama. Love you."
"Love you too. Sleep in tomorrow."
She slept till 7:45. I'll take it. She gets me.