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This year’s Superblog is sure to be a crowd-pleaser.  Our starting lineup features superstar ARW, whose mommy-daddy coaching staff vouch that she’s been super focused on acquiring as many minutes on the playing field as possible to get ready for the big day.  Camera crews have worked around the clock to bring you images of all the action! And here we go……

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Play Book Sneak Peek

The Munchky’s playbook is filled with a lot of the same ol’ plays like the classic stuffed animal play “hug-all-my-buddies”, and the get ready for nap time “run park left, hut hut, go swing”, and the oh so popular fashion play, “blue-56 shoe shuffle”. More recently, however, team SD-Walton has been scoring big with some new plays.

Top on the list to watch out for is a technically strategic play involving a new piece of equipment, the iPad, aka “different book”. Special thanks to team sponsors Grammy Lori and Grandpa Bill for that donation last Christmas. Yes, at times our star player can drive coach daddy a little crazy with how quickly she has learned to open the music app,  put a song on repeat and then bounce from one favorite app to another.

On and off the field, Avery is not one to purposely leave her game-day equipment unattended. In fact, she keeps a close eye on where the mommy-daddy coaching staff lock it up for the night. Her dedication is so strong that I wouldn’t be surprised if she dreams about game-day playback Toy Story style (code name “moomie buzz”), after all it’s the first thing she asks about when she wakes up in the morning. What perseverance and dedication, I must say!

I am certain that Avery’s hard-work will pay off. Word from our sister team, OC-Walton is that superstar Livy Dubs is getting pretty savvy with the iPad too. Coach G reports via Facebook that team OC is perfecting the YouTube moves, especially when it comes to finding recipes for making chocolate cake. Good to know that little Aves has a a little friendly competition on the iPad front.

Pep Talk

Field reporter Elmo reports that Aves like to keep her pep talks short and sweet. Although she has recently expanded her vocabulary and will often string together several words for a complete sentence, she also to like to abbreviate. Cases in point:

  • Neck = Necklace. At times this also means “peety necklace” and “hand me the necklace so I can put in on”.
  • Poc = Pocket. At times this also means “watch out, I am a great pick-pocket when your phone  is peeping out from your back pocket”.
  • Jack = Jacket.
  • B’da = Banana. Not sure where this abbreviation came from, but it was about the 4th or 5th word that Avery added to her pep talk vocab.
  • Mah-melon = Watermelon. Also means “get in my belly, now!”

It’s Sure to be a Sweep

Miss Aves loves her some sweeping. Oh so much fun! She even throws in some warm up squats into the routine.

Catch all our game-day video here on YouTube.

Injured Reserve

Coach Mommy is currently listed on the injured reserve as “questionable”.

My knee surgery was uneventful and pretty straightforward. The doc did find a tear in each of my meniscus while he was in there and stitched those  up as well. Unfortunately, it just means that I need to wait a little longer for those to heal before starting physical therapy. For now I have a big ol’ honk’n brace (yes, that is a technical term) that I wear and I can hobble around. Lots of the usual ice and rest is still in full effect. Soccer isn’t a question again until at least the end of the year, but we’ll see when we get there.

Thank you to my soccer team and all my other friends and family who stopped by, brought over some yummy grub or who sent lots of well wishes my way. All much appreciated, I don’t know what I would have done with out you. A special thanks to coach daddy for being such a trooper and waiting on me rain or shine. I’m truly blessed.

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Baby Zachary

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What a little angel bundle of love. Congrats to mom Christie and dad Chris!

Christie, your birth story is an inspiration to me. Thank you for letting me be a part of welcoming little Zachary into the world. I am humbled being in the presence of the amazing thing called life and birth. You are an AMAZING woman and Zachary is so lucky to have you as a momma. Don’t ever forget it!

Baby Isabella

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Technically, baby Isabella hasn’t graduated from the womb, but she is on her way as I type. Welcome mat is laid out and birthday balloons are ready. Now all we need is the little princess. Hang in there Sue Peck, you’ll have your baby in your arms soon. To be continued…

Update! Baby Isabella has arrived. She is just hours old in the picture. I melt. Both mom and baby are happy and healthy. Congrats to you Sue Peck! Much love to you as you enjoy your babymoon :)

Jump on board, don’t mind those barnacles and wipe off that sea weed because you are about to embark on one of Avery’s most favorite adventures. We’re headed down the Australian coast in search for Nemo.
Well, sorta. MAN she loves that movie!

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Daddy’s B-day is aka Halloween.

We were quite the pumpkin family for Halloween this year. You may have remembered last year’s costume, which although as convenient as it was that it still fits, I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to add to the library of cuteness-overload and transform the munchkin into a pumpkin princess.

Who’s coming to visit?

I think I’ve watched this video like 18 million times. I didn’t understand at first, but “Gia” and “Baby” are Aunt Gina and Baby Chase. My favorite part is the little butt wiggle kick thing she does as she rounds the corner out of the kitchen. But you can’t blink or you’ll miss it at the last second.

I’m a nice shark. Not a mindless eatin’ machine.

I’m in the mood to give this blog a rant-like spattering of the different things that Aves is “into” these days. In no particular order: Cookie monster, cleaning the shower with the squeegie, checking her temperature with the thermometer, especially likes to hear it beep, asking for two of something, helping to cook dinner by helping mommy stir everything or smelling all the ingredients before going into the pan, going shopping at Trader Joe’s (sidebar: latest TJ addiction is the dark chocolate peanut butter cups. Seriously, they’re like crack.), going on the swings and the slide (aka: the “weeeeeeee!”) at any park, going to parties, loves, loves, loves parties, putting things “back” or asking when someone like daddy is coming “back” from work, reading in her cubby, reading any paper that has words on it, and watching as much Finding Nemo as humanly possible. Also, stuffing her face like a mindless eating machine. I have the YouTube videos to prove it. Oatmealicious, I rest my case.

He’s lost his son, Elmo.

elmoAvery kept talking about this giant Elmo from the Buy Buy Baby store an entire week after seeing it. I mean, it’s practically life size, I know, but prior to this picture, she hadn’t ever seen Elmo before. Now I get to remember this as one of those moments that made a first big impression on the little munchk. But creepy, right?  We have two stuffed Elmos, and I’m pretty sure that any stuffed animal is classified as an Elmo in Aery’s book.

It’s awesome, Jellyman.

As another year comes to an end, I send out a giant thank you to everyone. Wait for it… THANK YOU!

I am especially thankful for my health. I recently tore my ACL playing soccer and I have a renewed appreciation for having all the moving parts of my body working harmoniously and health-like. I want to be healthy forever! Outside of a couple of sprained wrists, ankles and that one bone contusion, I’ve never seriously injured myself. I know I will be ok and I know that I will be active and running again, but man oh man I don’t think I’ll ever look at a soccer field the same way again.

Gratitude for health aside, I am patiently waiting to understand the good that will come from this experience. In the meantime I’ve drummed some up. Here it goes: this knee brace goes much better with skirts and dresses, two items of clothing that I don’t wear near enough. I will eventually get my own personal trainer (physical therapist, whatever, don’t hate). I had been meaning to get back to Yoga and this new ice pack that Jen told me about is heavenly, I wish I had known about this a long time ago.  I’m working from home more and coincidentally related, it looks like I’ll be moving to a full time work from home status starting next month. Hello pajamas all day!

Thank you, 2012, for another fun-filled, adventurous year of life and the fun-loving people to share it with. I hope 2013 is only more of the same plus bigger, better and more fun!

You never really know, but when they know you’ll know, ya know?

What would a Walton Family Blog be without a new birth or wedding announcement? Well, here ya have it!

Natalie & Kevin

the_dusisBestie of all besties, my childhood soccer playing, up to no good, trouble making since we were 10 years old, best friend ever in the world is tying the knot. Congrats!

I am honored to be matron of honor, ready to serve and willing to go to the depths of Pinterest and beyond for the most perfect wedding ever to celebrate you two! October will be here in no time, can’t wait. :)

Luke & Bre

she said yes After enough time for threats of commo-law marriage, Lukie-boy finally popped the question. Congrats! And although they are both far away in cold and snowy Cleveland, I’m hoping they’ll be home soon. Miss you guys!

Also, details needed. For example, what is Gus Gus going to wear? Too cute!

Enchanted, You Say?

Thor, name games and a new cousin in this rendition of The Walton Family bloggity. I’ve also thrown in some musings from the neighborhood and of course lots of Avery pics (because it wouldn’t be a proper blog post without ‘em).

Enchanted Aves

It has become something of a routine this summer to come home to Adam telling me all about how much fun he and Aves had at the beach that afternoon. I’ve taken the liberty to sum up the story and add a little heroism. Excuse me while I indulge.

The sweet spot is the end of the slant where the water slides down the shore into the ocean. As soon as the coast is clear, it’s Munchky’s cue to squat and scoop. She’s a bit like Thor in that she is never without her enchanted scooping weapon. Yes, in lieu of a mace, Munchky”s beloved is that of the shiny, plastic, yellow variety. The mighty shovel. Oh, yeah baby. She is armed. Look out.

It is her duty to scoop. I don’t know if its just the allure of that smooth, freshly washed, cool, flat sand that begs for a hearty dig. Maybe its the rush that comes from knowing that a mere second or two later  she’ll be chased back up the shore by the next wave. Its an endless cycle, you see. Water goes out. The Munchkin scoops, laughs, runs and repeats. Queen of the shore and no one can stop her!

The beach is her where her heart sings. It seems to be her calling. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of coming home to these stories of the scooping kind.

The Name Game

Little Aves is turning into such a chatter box. She mainly rattles off a seemingly compelling monologue in her very own Avery dialect. She will, however from time to time, amuse me and partake in a wholesome game of copy-cat. Ya see, I like to name a bunch of people in our family and see if she will repeat ‘em. But this last round of the family name game didn’t go over quite as planned. Pay close attention to my position on the totem-pole. Not cool. Cute, but not cool.

Me: “and Grammy Suz?”
Avery:  “shusch”
Me: “and Ma’am Ma’am?”
Avery: “Ma’am Mm”
Me: “and Mimi?”
Avery: “Mimi”
Me: “and Mommy?”
Avery: “Dadda”
Me: “Oh, you have got to be kidding!”
…pause…
Avery: “Dadda”

Good Morning Park Dale Lane

Living close to an elementary school definitely has its ups and downs. Ups? Walking to school beats an extra stop in the car, anytime. Whenever we get a doggy, we’ll have quick access to a big open field for playing fetch. Downs? Morning school rush traffic. Or a quiet Saturday morning during soccer season, not happening. For the most part the good and the bad weigh out about even, and the bad isn’t really even that bad.  Growing up next to an elementary school though, none of this seems all that unfamiliar, however we didn’t have a Mrs. Greenburger.

For those of you not fortunate enough to live within earshot of Park Dale Lane‘s  loudspeaker, let me give you the low down. Every morning we are greeted with the almost ceremonial sound “dooo doo do doowhip”, which signifies the start of Principal Greenburger’s “Words of Wisdom”.

“Good morning Park Dale Lane”… she’ll begin and then blah blah blah blah, I can’t really listen because I’m chasing Munchky around the house, but it’s some kind of story and then the closing kicks in… “Make it a great day or not, the choice is yours”.  Each spiel starts and ends the same, every morning, Monday through Friday. It’s starting to get a  little creepy how her voice is getting burned into my brain. I’m just say’n.

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Dadda, RyRy, Yadda Yadda

“Dadda” and “RyRy” are the Avester’s favorites. A solid “Dadda”, or more recently “Daddee” is required before sleeping and immediately upon waking up, guaranteed. Dadda is the only word she will diligently pause , blurt out and continue chowing down on her bottle (bottle, by the way is also known as “bubble”).  RyRy is just short for “I want to go play at my cousins’ house, ok? Let’s go.” RyRy is requested minimally by the hour, possibly more.

In Other News

Its been a year since I started a new job at a large, professional services company. I was excited at the promise for stability, opportunity and moving on to the “bigger and better”. This week I was promoted, whooo hooo. Up the ladder I go! I am so thankful for all the support of my friends and family for cheering me on as I make my way. There’s no looking back now!

Welcome Cousin “Chay”

Welcome our newest little nephew angel to the family, little Mr. Chase William Walton! Born August 22 to proud parents Gina and Tuffy and big sis Liv, Chase is the cutest, tiniest, and full-head-of-hairy-est baby I ever did see. Seriously, the kiddo has some luscious locks. Love you Chase-man, welcome to the family!

Trivia fact: Aug 22 is quite the special day. Not only is it CWW’s birthday, but it’s my mom’s birthday and it’s also the day that we found out we were pregnant with Avery.

Enchanted, You Say?

Congratulations! You’ve made it to the end of the post and assuming that you’ve read this from top to bottom, I think you deserve an explanation for the title of this post. Aside from being almost midnight as I tie a bow on this post and get it ready to shove out the door to all my pretties (yes, that means you, dear reader), um…. yeah so aside from being really late at night, I have no better explanation than, well,  I think that writing this blog is close to the only time where I get lost, and not just day dreamy lost, but really lost in imagination and storytelling. I guess it makes me feel enchanted. So there you have it!

Enchanted: To fill (someone) with great delight; charm.

You may or may not have noticed that its been a few months since my last post. I have my reasons. I am back again now, though. No worries. For those keeping score, I had a few minor setbacks. My computer was slower than molases in winter, my phone was so full of pics I couldn’t take anymore AND this little munchkin has gone mobile. Not cell phone mobile but just moving around, won’t sit still for a decent picture kinda mobile. Long story longer, we’re back!

What’s Your Sign?

Avery is a signer. Yeah, she signs. The sign for poop is all the latest rage. When we first started signing for poop, she couldn’t stop cracking up about it,afterall the sign for poop is actually pretty funny, but it’s been great. Now she will sign when she has a poopy butt. Yay! One step closer to potty training (rrr potty learning, is that the new PC term?). Plus, its aweful gosh darn cute to walk in after a nap and get the poop signal right out of the gate. Even before the nose gets the signal, if you know what I mean. Other popular signs are “more” and…. well that’s it, that’s all we got. “More” and “poop”. They actually go hand in hand quite well because she signs ”more” really only for more food. She ate three times as much food the week after she learned it. More goes in and well, you know, more comes out.

The Moose.

I’ts my current favorite nickname for the munchkin. Other flavors include moosey-poo, moosey-goo and moosey-mo-goosey.

The Courtesy Flush

This is gross sounding, but I couldn’t think of any other name for it. You know, like when The Aves is obliterating a cup of yogurt. Sometimes she needs a quick wipe down of the face and hands so that she can continue on. Yeah, so that’s a courtesy flush.

Up The Vocab

Adam and I decided that “up” is her official first word. “Mamamamamamama” and “dadadadadadada”, although terribly cute and heart melting, seemed too easy to be considered her first words. “Up” was really an intentional I want you to pick me up kinda first word. She’s now moved on to some form of “ba” and “bir” for “ball” and “bird” respectively. Then, oh, theres the occasional “bah-na” for “banana” and the lovely “go” for “go”. She speaks some form of some language all day, but it seems that about one to two new decipherable words pop up during the course of a week.

The Dragon

We’ve got a growler, we call her the dragon. Didn’t you know that dragons growl? Of course they do! Anyhoo, any animal is greeted with a growl. Any talk of an animal is answered with a growl. Most who encounter the growl, I have noticed, return the greeting with a growl. And so now, imagine if you will, all of us sitting in the room growling at one another. It’s grand, really. It is.

Love Makes Life A Paradise

Congratulations to the newest Mr. and Mrs. Walton-to-be, Nathan and Ali, who in a short 48 hours will be walking down the isle of wedded bliss. Eeeee! We are so excited for you and wish you nothing but blessings of pure happiness and harmony in your lives together.  We love you!

No Name – 8 Months

No name is right. I went out to breakfast the other day with a dear friend and on the menu was a dish called “no name”. Really? We can be so not creative and get away with it? Nay and be great at it? Alright, I’m trying it out. This post has no name. Name it not. Read it. That’s the name of the game.

Auntie Bre & Gus

We spent an entire week in LA visiting with Bre and Luke, and Gus-gus of course. Avery loves puppies and Gus was very sweet with her. There was only an occasional raising of the gussy eyebrow when an Avery toy would squeak like a Gussy toy. Not allowed on his watch.

After Avery went to bed each night he figured that it was his turn to play and he’d get out all of his slobbered on toys. I much prefer munchky slobber to Gus-gus slobber. Avery isn’t partial to any kind of slobber as far as I know. Pretty sure that as long as it’s all over everything we’re golden. And Gus is pretty good at that.

Thank you family for the hospitality. See you again in Jan!


Baby’s First Christmas

This Santa (eh-hem, I mean THE Santa) at The Forum in Carlsbad was the real deal. I’m talk’n super autentico. Literally, there was some sort of magical something about this Santa. Avery was far more interested in the decorations than in the man with the big red suit. Which later we come to find out later that daddy’s work supplied the decor. I’m sure the elves were just so busy they needed Pacific events to help out.

And who doesn’t love dolphins above your head in the middle of a Christmas picture? Hello, priceless!


Bath Time Jungle Gym

No matter how tired and sleepy and cranky or calm or whatever mood this pa-tooter is in, the bath time brings out her inner jungle gym. Yes, no wall is too tall to scale, no shampoo bottle is too far to reach, no ducky is too floaty to dunk. No one is safe. She is developing quite the set of gross motor skills. She actually pulled herself up to standing for the first time in this picture. There is no look’n back now.

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The Cousins

What a cutie pair of cousin friends. The dialogue I imagine going on in their heads just before this picture is this:

Avery – “Livy! I love you. I love your toys. Oooh, camera! Smile!”

Livy – “Um, could somebody tell me what is going on? Did someone say toys?”

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Uncle Lukie

Aves and Uncle Lukie got a chance to get their kick back and chill groove on. How could they not? They have such similar daily routines. They wake up, work really hard at playing, eat a hearty, healthy meal or two and take naps in the afternoon. Perfect!

Luke is still working on stretching out his “I’m a new uncle muscles”. In particular those of the lower your voice and non-door slamming variety. No biggy. Took daddy a few whiles to stretch his out too and now he’s a pro.


Auntie Natalie

What a sweet visit from Auntie Natalie and Kevin before Christmas. Auntie Natalie has always been WAY more into Christmas than I have. Hmm, I wonder why?

The name Natalie is derived from the Latin “Dies Natalis”, meaning “Natal Day” or “birthday” in reference to the birth of Christ and was traditionally given to girls born around Christmas. Coincidence? I think not.

Anyhoo, Avery loved her new toys and maybe even loved them as much as the wrapping that they came in. “Oh boy! Boxes!”

Buon Natale 2011 to everyone!


High Tech

Avery prefers skype and phone calls where she can send daddy kisses through the phone by slobbering all over it.

Moties (tv remote controls) are favorite toy numero uno. She has three of them now. Add that to her new cell phone and DJ music table station thingy and I’d say she’s on the high tech highway. Vroom vroom.


The Walton Clan – a La Purple & Grey

We are quite the color coordinated family – purple and grey all around. But seriously, I could use some more clothes. I am wearing the same three things in every picture. Help!

I also have to go out of my way not to wear the same colors that Avery is wearing. Several times, just as I am about to walk out of the house , I have noticed that we are dressed like twins. Either the same matchy-matchy colors or some other ens amble that is just a tad bit too coordinated.


Relax’n in da Tub

Nicknames are back. Did you miss ‘em?

- The Muchker

- Binks

- Mooey

- Agoogers

- Monkey Moo

- Booder Bean

2011 Prelude: Before jumping into this delinquent blog post, I share.

As the most amazing year of my life nears an end I can’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. Weird for me, I know, but bear with me. The tears are just from fear of the unknown rearing up only for a moment before being absolved by shear amazement that what I am living today once only existed as images in my mind. Images in my mind, really? Ha! I can do that with my eyes closed, so there!  Here’s to another year of an amazing, blissful and otherwise extraordinary existence. A gazillion thank yous and a gazillion best wishes. Amen 2012! :-)

We now return to our regularly scheduled programming. Bonus points to those who comment about the title. Avery’s seventh month of life kicked off a new trend… movement! Yup, we’ve moved into our new home and we are loving it! We also moved Avery’s diet from the nectar of the gods liquid variety to also include some baby food of the pureed variety, mainly squash. Aves threatens to crawl and walk around, but we are not yet breaking a sweat chasing that kind of movement. She does bust a mean army crawl, I must say.


Smiles with Mommy

Have I said this before yet? How did I end up with a red haired, blue eyed baby? Don’t get me wrong, I had just never really imagined it. I have run through in my mind a few biology classes about genetics and dominant genes andblsh blah blah chances of two brown eyed people having a blue eyed baby. Regardless of the science behind it all, I’m still a little taken a back by it. That’s all.


3g

Great Grandma Glo is the ultimate 3g. Avery is kick’n back with her while she chows down on one of her most favorite toys of all time. The very economical and easy to find empty plastic water bottle. Cap on of course.  I use the term “chow” loosely as we’ve got no signs of any teeth popp’n out any time soon. It’s more of a “gumm’n” down business.


Steppy

This was at our second Thanksgiving dinner. It had been quite a while since our last dinner at Bill and Lori’s. Oh man, did I ever tell you about that good stretch of about a year where Adam and Bill and Lori and I would go out to dinner every other night? Or if there was a game on we’d record it  eat some Mad Fish. For sure  Adam would yell at Bill for fast forwarding through the free throws. I would usually fall asleep at the foot of the bed curled up like I was doing an Annie impression except I was really curled up and not drooling with all fours dangling in the air.

We also had a great Thanksgiving dinner at cousin Jet’s and Kennedy’s house. Avery has so much fun playing with her big cousins. Definitely thankful for all the opportunities we have to be thankful.

Mad Fish, by the way, is the name that Bill decided to give the Thai restaurant in Hillcrest that is actually called Amarin Thai. Don’t order higher than a spicy 6 or you may cry through your meal.


The Dolphin Smile

I think Adam and Susie started calling this smile the dolphin smile because she has no teeth and looks like a dolphin. I can roll with that.

Ok, nope. This just in. The dolphin smile is “a really wide, tight lip smile from ear to ear. Not exactly like this picture, but now I know. Now we all know.


Cutie Pie

This is one of my favorite pictures. Avery had always liked to keep her legs locked and preferred to rest her knees and not bend them for whatever reason. She never really started to try and stand while holding on to something until the few days around the time that this picture was taken. She just looks so darn cute.

Like. As in I like this pic.


Cuddles with Daddy

Daddy and Avery are  a couple of cuddle bugs. I use the term cuddle loosely. Getting thrown up in the air and coming back down for a kiss or two is not really my idea of cuddles, but they make it work. Avery also likes to cuddle up to a full bottle. And don’t get in her way.


Sport’n the ‘Stache

We busted out of the normal nursing stuff and tried out all this food that everyone seemed so interested in. Yes, Avery had her first spoonful of food. Its was carrots.

We later tried some squash and now zucchini is her all time favorite. And to be more specific, squash is the “gulp it up and eat it all and ask for” kind of favorite. Yummers!


Uncle Nate

Lots of people say that Avery has some elf like qualities although I prefer the term pixie. Well, way back when we were looking for a name for the baby, I came across Avery in the boys name list. Looking at the meaning of the name I was a little surprised, but then I though, nah, I’ll just not tell anyone what the meaning of the name is. Well, I lie. Avery originates from Old English and means King of Elves, Elf Ruler or Magical Counsel. Go figure.

In 2010 Avery was the 23rd most popular name according to the office of social security. I hope that she gets to go by something cooler than “Avery W.” when she gets to school and there are 8 other Averys in her class. And what if there is another Avery W., then what happens?

The year that Uncle Nathan was born, his name was the 36th most popular name in the US. Whitecloud on the other hand was not in the top 1000 in the last, well ever. Never has it made the list.

Check out your name on the SS site. It’s is pretty easy to use.


I Love Toys

Yes, I do. I love to get all my toys out of the basket and into my mouth. I especially love to slobber on them and make sure they get spread out all over the place. Oh, and did I mention that I love to put them in my mouth? I’m so good at that now. Sometimes I even wave them around, but that’s my newest trick.

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First Snooze in my New Room

The first time we hung out in the house, before any furniture had been moved in, Avery tried very steadily to pick up the carpet with her little pointer finger. She was quite amazed as she hadn’t really ever spent much time on carpet in a big empty room. This picture really is the first nap in her new room. Adam was so in love with this picture he said that we should make it the cover of our photo album. I smell a whiff nostalgia in the making.

One equinox to another,  15,778,463 seconds, an Avery baby, it’s all the same… six months old! How’s things after half a year of babyness in the Walton abode, you may ask? My answer is either “awesome possum” or “pretty rock-star”. Ya know, but you can take your pick of the two cause it’s really 6 of one or a half dozen of the other to me.

Happy Halloween!

Avery was a monkey for daddy’s birthday, aka Halloween. I think I had bought the costume something like 3 months prior and we couldn’t stop talking about how cute she was going to look in her monkey suit. She did. She only had it on for a total of about 10 minutes cause she was pretty toasty sweaty in that thing. Plenty of time to snap some good pics.


Yummy in the Tummy

I happen to come equipped with my own sort of bottle and don’t get to partake in the bottle feeding fun like daddy and others, but the stories go that pretty much the only time that Avery will get upset and cry is when her bottle 1. isn’t ready right now and 2. is empty prior to a serious 5 ounce guzzle. As you can see in the picture, Daddy has become pro at the munchky routine.

Eat, sleep, poop, play, walk and then repeat. Pro I tell ya, pro.


Happy Girls

Avery and I get to hang out all day on Saturday and Sunday and because my job has some flexibility, we get to play at lunch on the days that I can work from home. I love every minute of it and find that goodbyes on Monday morning are the toughest. Nothing but thankful for all the time I get to soak up with her. What a blessing.


Sink Baffie

Who wouldn’t love a sink baffie? I mean, how much more fun could a bath be than one right next to the clean dishes in the sink? It makes for quick and easy eating, bathing and dish washing in one swoop.

Avery is a bit too big for her baby bath tub, but that doesn’t stop her for a good ol’ splish splash in the sink. Her favorite thing to do in the bath is gnaw on the sides of the tub. It looks tasty I guess. Only once or twice has she given herself a good face first dunk in the water which is usually followed by two minutes of not so fun, let’s call it “regrouping”. What a munchkaroo!


Daddy Walks

Does he ever! A self proclaimed specialty, daddy walks his baby ’round and ’round the yard, sometimes an hour at a time. Avery is usually peep free as long as daddy’s feet keep on a steppn’.

This isn’t anything new. Since she was just weeks old, Adam used to walk laps around the couch to put her to sleep. I’m surprised there isn’t one of those burnt in blazed-trail type of wear on the floor from all those walkies. Well, the landscape outside is definitely more interesting now that she is older anyway. And with this cooler weather, dad has had plenty of practice dressing little miss Aves in all sorts of fashionable layers.


Monkey’s Nanner

Duh! Monkeys love nanners, everyone knows that. Avery doesn’t know yet if she loves nanners, but she’ll find out soon enough. She has only just started eating pureed vegetables like pees and carrots, but something tells me that she is a bit underwhelmed and is waiting for a full plate of steak and taters with salad, soup, bread and all the works. Kinda like the plate fulls that Annie (the dog) used to get at Grandpa Bill’s table. Little by little we’ll get there and I’m sure this little eater will be right at home in the kitchen.


Sleepy Angel

I hope that forever and ever Avery is followed and protected and loved by angels. I swear that even before she was born, it felt like a stadium full of angels were just waiting for her arrival. And I mean a real stadium folks, like standing room only, everyone wanting to get in to see the great event…. a stadium of angels. Sheesh, now that I think about it though, wouldn’t it be cool if we all lived like we had a stadium of angels watching over us?


Yo!

The munchkin is getting much better at sitting up all by herself. She will have a tumble here and there, but she’s getting pretty good at it. It seems though like ever since she was born she prefers to have her legs straight and sitting her down sometimes can be a little tough. It’s like she’ll straight-leg ya kinda the same way she’ll give ya a good straight arm. All month she has been rolling and tossing and turning and wiggling her way around getting stronger everyday.

All the munchkerrific videos are on our YouTube Channel for you to see anytime.


Pumpkin Depot

This picture is actually taken outside the entrance to Home Depot. Classy, I know. That’s how we roll. Anyhoo, the house is coming along nicely and is really becoming to look like our home. The last big detail before we can move in is carpet installation which should be coming up here soon. Looks like we’ll be in for the holidays. Yay! Again, we’ll keep you posted on the progress. Or you may just hear a big sigh from anywhere within a 100 mile radius of Encinitas. Don’t worry, that’s just me, relieved that we’ve finally arrived home.


Torrey Pines

Following up from last month and grand-parental memories, Adam shares some of his memories of his grand parents.

Grandma Glo is Bill’s mom. Adam says that she is the best cook in the whole world. His favorite is shipwreck. For all those, like me who have no idea what that is, worry not. You need not beg for the definition. This dish is potatoes, carrots, onions and pot roast baked for like 12 hours. The first time I ever met Grandma Glo was at Thanksgiving 2005 and the first thing she said when we walked in the door at Uncle Bruce’s house was “Adam, so good to see you. I made your favorite. It’s in the kitchen.” It is pretty dang yummy. Adam also said that no matter where he’d go in San Diego, people wanted to know if he was Glo’s grandson because she used to read to them at the library. As a librarian Grandma Glo read to Adam a bunch. Now Grandma Glo is known as the storybook grandma to her greatgrandbaby girls. Avery is definitely adding books from GGG to her collection. Lastly, Adam tells a great story about the times as kids that he and his brothers would run all over the house with the yarn that she knits with and “tie up her house” and call it spider webs. I’ve heard that they’d get pretty tangled up. I can only imagine the sight.

Grandpa Ted is Bill’s dad. Avery and I never had the pleasure of meeting Grandpa Ted, but when asked to tell us about him for the blog Adam simply puts it like this: “He was really nice. He was always fun to hang out with and everyone liked Grandpa Ted. He was fun to go on vacations with because he knew everything about everything.”  He goes on to say that going camping and hiking with him was so fun as they went all the time from about the time he was 5 until 15 or so.  He also thought as a kid that it was pretty funny that Grandpa Ted would dig up piles of dirt in his backyard and back-fill them with better dirt. There would always be a great big pile of dirt on the front lawn. I can only imagine the kind of muddy, dusty, sandy, dirty fun it would have been playing in a pile of dirt all day. When asked about Grandpa Ted’s family Adam mentions the fountain at Balboa Park and how he always remembers loving that fountain because his great uncle designed it.

Susie’s dad, John Guth – Adam and Avery and I never got a chance to meet Grandpa John in person, but Adam remembers knowing that he was from Minnesota and had lots of kids and was married to Grandma Tutu.

Grandma Tutu, Susie’s mom –  She was really nice and fun to hang out with and she drank a ton of vodka. Adam continues to say that she always had funny stories to tell, everyone loved grandma tutu and he never met one person who didn’t like her. She was just that way all the time. She was a perfect grandma. Personally, I love the picture of Grandma Tutu that Susie has at her house. She is dressed up like a Hawaiian dancer with grass skirt and all.

Much love to the great grandparents. We know you love us and for those who can’t be with us today, we know you are watching over us.


Cutie Smiler Big Eyed Lovey Girl

Really, how did I get such a happy baby? I mean, seriously. I know that I am a momma and I could brag and yadda yadda about how great my kiddo is, but the word on the street speaks for me. This girl is one happy baby.

Pretty sure that she is catching on to this whole picture taking stuff too. She loves to see pictures of herself! She also very much loves to laugh at silly faces, peek-a-boo, tickles of the rib and thigh region as well as her best friend Elwood the dog. Very comical all of it.

And another thing, now that I am coming to the end of this blog post, where in the heck did those blue eyes come from? B-e-a-uuuu-tiful. Red hair, blue eyed, smiley girl! Who’d ever a thunk it?!  Ok, ya’ll. Go on now and talk amongst yourselves. This blog is done! rrrr… no, wait. One more.


One More for the Birds


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