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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.

Meet the Newest Fans!

Baby Zachary


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


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 🙂


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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!

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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!”
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.

As usual, you can see all our videos on our YouTube Channel here.

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.

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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!

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