Do you NEED something?Reflecting on life……all 7 months of it.I’m happy. SeeeeeeeeeEating cucumber naked is sooooo my thing now.Working out with dad makes me this happy….and awkward looking.
We’ve had a blast and the month is flying by. Holy crap, it’s almost the 4th of July! Like how I rhymed there?
Anyway, instead of going on about how I feel about food and health, I am zipping my mouth and just laying on the photos of our sweet little 7 month old daughter. Not a second passes where our love for her grows even stronger; even if she screams bloody murder because we broke eye contact with her for a second.
Enjoy the pics and the rest of your weekend!
Just enjoying my carrots.
Door stops should be located in the toy aisle.You can’t be mad at me, I’m too cuuuuuttttteeee!Hey, why are my pupils so big?
Avery stepped into month 7 of her life the same day I celebrated my first Father’s Day, so we had two reasons to celebrate. Okay, three if you count not having a giant tortoise to care for in our back yard!
Before G-Ma, Paul, and our friend, Margaret came over to wish me a happy Father’s Day see Avery, Going Mom and I took advantage of Avery’s current good mood to take her monthly progression photos next to her stuffed bear. We asked her if she was ready as we sat in the living room and she gave us her typical constipated raspberry response.
We took that as a “yes.”
In the nursery, Kelley sat Avery in the chair and went to grab the stuffed animal bear. It was obvious Avery was just as excited as we were about her 7 month photo shoot.
Maybe the bear would help excite her?
Meh; a little better, but even blowing raspberries would’ve been better than this poker face. But then she opened up and seemed interested in her soft, friendly bear.
At least, we thought she was just interested, but apparently she had some aggression issues with her stuffed bear. What ensued for the remainder of the photo session was basically a bear mauling. Maybe Avery was giving a tutorial on how to fight a stuffed bear should the need arise. I mean, hey, you never know!
As you can see from the picture above, you must first act like you just want to pet the unsuspecting bear. Then, when you have good leverage, slam his face down in your knee and smile while doing so.
Then grab your bear prey from behind while he’s stunned….
….and throw him in a corner while staying as close as you can to prevent him from taking any swipes. Maybe bite his face a little.
From there, drive your shoulder into his neck region to let him know you’ve only just begun to show him who’s boss!
Don’t stop, keep really driving your body into his and don’t let up by any means! This is a bear, after all, and they can’t be trusted.
Having shown his jugular a thing or two, push him down from behind and bite his head! Trust me, you’ll “bear-ly” taste a thing.
At this point, you’re probably a little tired, so give yourself a break by just laying right on top of the big lug.
Keep laying there if you need to; bear fights are exhausting.
Once you’ve established yourself as master of all bears, prop the poor sap back up in a corner and go let everyone know your big feat!
Oh yeah, oops, learn how to crawl or walk before trying to get off the chair though. Thanks, mom, for catching me!
Have mommy or daddy help you down from the chair instead of trying to crawl right off of it and get to the nearest phone to tell everyone you know. Just so happens, Avery had her chance to use the phone when we changed her into swim clothes to go outside and try her new giant turtle pool.
After you’ve made the calls…..eat the phone.
And that sums up our 7 month photo session and tutorial on how to fight a bear. Here’s Avery at her 1 month session; she’s a little more lively now!
1 Month
Wow, I will never get over seeing how much she’s already grown!
Do you have a certain prop you use to help mark your child’s growth each month/year? Or did you?
You can’t even pick them or find them on store shelves, but you might find them in stores.
I’m sure you see where I’m going here; these are the kind of raspberries you blow making a”pbtpbtpbtpbt” sound along with a little or a lot of spit.
Avery has been giving us plenty of these fresh from her mouth each day. She blows them when she’s happy, she blows them when she’s mad, and hell, she blows them when she’s sleeping!
It’s been going on for a while now, but lately she’s making a point to show us how well she can make raspberries at all times of the day. Emphasis on “all”.
We’ve woken up to the sound of raspberries emanating through the baby monitor at night, and she blows them every time we change her. I get that babies love to do new things they learn, and it’s cute, but what’s not cute is that she has also found her high pitch voice.
Ugh, anytime she’s crying (which is a lot since she’s teething), it has to be in the highest pitch she can muster. My throat hurts just listening to it, and I have no clue how she carries on for so long. But you pick her up and you’d think nothing was ever wrong; she just goes back to raspberries and smiles.
Since she’s given us several pictures of her raspberry blowing in action, I want to share the photos with you today. Enjoy the pics, and please share any raspberry stories you may have. I’d love to see the pictures of your kids’ raspberries if you have them; just share them on Going Dad’s Facebook page please!
Raspberry SelfieThe “I’m not listening.” raspberry.The “Hey, my cheeks are huge!” raspberryThe “Last one before bedtime.” raspberryThe “This is what I think about giant bows.” raspberryThe “I can do anything and still be cute.” raspberry“I’m innocent” raspberry“Look at me” raspberry
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