she wakes up in the morning, asks for her chocolate milk, throws a little fit if she doesn't get it, but is so happy when she does. never fail she will beg to cuddle in the rocking chair to get warm after her drink and bowl of oatmeal. we usually sit and read books together for a good hour before we really start our day. she might give me a little attitude when it's time to clean up the books or other toys through-out the day but it doesn't take too long until we're happily straightening things up. it's possible she throws a tantrum when she doesn't get to play with my phone or watch multiple movies a day, but goodness she can make me smile when she plays make believe with her dolls for hours on end, and wants me to play along. and it's almost a guarantee she'll put up a fight when its bed time, but she sucks me right in when she begs for more lullabies and kisses and hugs.
somedays there is a little more sweet, other days there is a touch too much sass. there will probably always those moments when i want to rip out both my hair and hers, but i am so lucky that i have her. i am so happy that as independent as some little kids are, there are still so many things that she depends on me for. i love that i am learning right along with her how to do this mother-daughter thing, and that the process is so forgiving of our mistakes and gives us both so much wiggle room to learn and grow. we're both gonna be just fine even with our frequent off days. i love my avery!