And sweet Avery, your one year photo session was yesterday. Do you remember that? Maybe you've blocked it out already. Let me refresh your memory. You would not smile. You would not sit still. You cried a lot. Instead of your beautiful face, most of the pictures are of your hind side as you are crawling right out of the shot. Now, in your defense, I acknowledge that it was REALLY cold in that room and stripping you down to your diaper so you could dig into a cake and get all messy probably wasn't very fun for you since you were shivering and shaking. But the minute your hands touched the cake (the cake that I worked very hard on and had high hopes for) you FLIPPED OUT. You cried and screamed and ruined all my hopes of darling messy baby smash cake pictures. You just weren't in the mood to be told what to do. You are NEVER in the mood to be told what to do.
Now don't get me wrong, Avery. 95% of the time you are a darling sweetheart of a girl. I adore every inch of you and I LOVE YOU. I love being your mom. I love taking care of you and watching your personality develop. Every day I get to know you more is like unwrapping the best gift ever. You are amazing.
But these bursts of defiance have got to go. Okay?
I have no idea where you picked up that stubborn streak. In that regard, you certainly don't take after ME. I was NEVER a stubborn child. My parents have NEVER told me stories about the bullheaded defiant headaches I used to cause them when I was younger. I would NEVER act that way.
So let's work on this together, shall we? I won't make you wear a hat if you will let me change your diaper without having to use certain wrestling techniques.
I love you very much,
Your Momma
(ps- mom and dad... I'm so sorry for everything I ever did to frustrate you.)