Warning: This post may contain excessive sweetness and shameless bragging. Proceed with caution.
I've bragged about my sweet, servant-hearted husband before and I'm not ashamed to do it again...despite the inevitable eye-rolling I know that some of you will be doing as you read.
Go ahead, roll away. I'm writing it anyway
OK. Begin Post:
First, the Little Funniness Part:
David's been so helpful to me while I've been a whiny pregnant whiner and frankly, I feel a bit guilty for letting him do so much around the house. He is too precious and sweet, sweet, sweet. I'm VERY thankful for his help.
In order to relieve the stress for me on preschool days, he frequently dresses Avery so I can get ready. (after I lay out her clothes, of course). It saves so much time for me. It's really nice.
The other day, David dressed Avery for me BEFORE having his morning cup of coffee.
This is what happened:
Yep. The shoes are definitely on the wrong feet. I laughed out loud when I saw this. It cracked me up!
Now the Little Cuteness Part:
Avery loves going to Preschool and this week was chocked full of nothing BUT Preschool:
Inservice. Readying the room. Meet-the-Teacher Day. First day of school.
Preschool, preschool, and more preschool.
Here are some pictures of Avery hanging with her friend Amelia while their mommies worked at school:
Avery is currently obsessed with "big girls". Amelia, although definitely not what an adult would consider a "big girl", is such a big girl to Avery. Avery thinks Amelia is the COOLEST.
She calls Amelia "me-a" and "moo-moo", listens with rapt attention while Amelia sings "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" to her, begs to eat anything she is eating, and generally follows her around like a little puppy. It's so cute.