Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Pickles. We sure can't get her to eat 'em, but she sure loves to get herself into 'em.
It seems every time I turn around lately, Avery is getting herself into trouble. It's as if she waits for that perfect moment when my back is turned ever-so-slightly to take advantage (without hesitation) of an opportunity to explore forbidden treasures around the house. The funniest part is that once she's in her pickle, she can't get out--thereby, blowing the whistle on herself with her pitiful cries of desperation.
Here are just a few occasions this week in which she's had me gasping in horror and running towards her with outreached arms (and gathering just enough of my wit to snap a picture...of course. :-))
One thing is for sure. She's definitely keeping me on my toes. Now, if I could just get her to stay on her own.Wine Selection:
Louis M. Martini Cabernet SauvignonPersonal Rating:
• Posted by: Catrina
• Posted At: 10:52 PM
Shelley had this to say:
Holy Cow!!! I can't believe you managed to get pictures of her while she was climbing all over everything! Looks like Avery is even more of a monkey than Sienna! I had to start putting Sienna on time out for standing on the furniture. Surprisingly enough, it actually seems to be working! Now all I have to do is ask if she wants a time out and she sits right down. Wohoo!
- September 17, 2008 at 10:08 PM
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My Wine Personality:
For the most part I’m a chardonnay, as I consider myself to exhibit a somewhat sunny and mellow disposition
(most of the time), but because I find a tremendous amount of joy out of showering my two kids with hugs and
kisses, I also possess the subtle sweetness often found in a riesling. But don’t be fooled. I love a great
outdoor adventure and am willing to try anything once. This occasional display of boldness is thought to match
that of a cabernet, whereas my appreciation for nature suggests that I have an earthy component to my personality—very
characteristic of a merlot.
“Wine rejoices the heart of man and joy is the mother of all virtues.”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1771