I love this little girl. She has fought for life since conception and she is very determined to leave her mark on this world. She is hard headed and stubborn...with a touch of a temper thrown in.
Everyday, my patience is tested with this one. When I say that I have had a bad day, the usual response from anyone listening is, "What did Avery do now?"
We joke in this family that the most used phrase in our home is, "WHERE'S AVERY?", because if she is not in the room with you...something is going to be broken, peed on, scattered all over my room or drawn on.
Most of the tears I have shed as a parent, have been because of this child. Either I was crying because I was afraid she was going to die...or I was crying because I was afraid I was going to kill her. :)
She has the biggest, softest, doe eyes that you have ever seen. Underneath those eyes, is a smattering of freckles, that make you want to kiss her cheeks. Sometimes, I think it's her eyes and those freckles that save her from the wrath she deserves.
Tonight, after a rather trying day with her, she climbed up on the couch behind me, sat on the back of the couch, wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on mine. She didn't say anything, just cuddled with me for no reason. I turned my head, looked into her beautiful eyes and reminded myself how very much I love her. Reminded myself how very quiet, yet very boring, our home would be without her. Reminded myself how everyday, she teaches me patience, understanding and forgiveness.
All that responsibility, in one little two year-old body.