"Hi, New Car!"

Greg and I have been talking for some time about replacing my 2001 Ford Escape, which I'd become rather attached to over the past 10.5 years and 190,000 miles. I really enjoyed not having a car payment so wasn't quick to jump on the new car bandwagon, but it soon became 2 against 1 when Greg turned Avery on his side. Miss Avery, you see, dislikes messes. And Mommy's car was making a bit of a mess in the garage due to a slow oil leak. Every day when she got in her Dad's car to go to school, my car and I would be long gone leaving an icky black puddle in our wake. My source says thier conversatios went something like this:

Avery: "Daddy! Mommy's car make mess."

Daddy: "Yes, you're right. Mommy needs a new car. One that's not messy."

Avery, making a perfectly logical conclusion: "Mommy needs new purple car from grocery store."

So, though I didn't get a purple car and I certainly didn't buy it from Publix (where apparently Avery thinks all new things come from) I did make the leap on Monday and got a new Escape. When Avery spied it in the garage the next morning, she was very happy to see it. Despite it being silver, she even gave it an energetic "Hi, new car!"

Avery and I have sure have had fun cruising around town this week in my long awaited new ride!

March Madness

I'm a little behind in my blogging. Perhaps it was because I was a bit busy enjoying a fantastic girl's weekend at Canyon Ranch Resort and Spa in Miami Beach last weekend while Greg played Mr. Mom back home. Or maybe it's because I've been a little distracted by March Madness! My Tar Heels haven't disappointed me yet in the big dance and have advanced to the Elite 8. I must admit I've really enjoyed the opportunity to teach my little girl a few of the important things about college basketball this season. With two phrases under her belt already, "Go Heels" and "Boo Doot" (aka Duke), she's well on her way to being her generation's Erin Andrews.

To show her spirit, Avery wore her Tar Heels cheer leading outfit to school today, and I secretly granted her permission to bully any toddler-sized Dook fans that crossed her path. I would have proudly put that note home from school in her baby book!

Let's go Heels! Looks like the next one's going to be a tough one!

Elmo Invasion

Uncle Travis hooked Avery up with this red plush Elmo costume for her 2nd birthday. Since we took it out of the package, Avery has asked to "wear Elmo" every night. After I help her suit up, she runs to her bathroom to climb up on her stool to admire herself in the mirror, dressed just like Elmo.

The greatest thing about the costume is it's versitility. It can be worn while watching Elmo's World, while playing with Tickle-Me-Elmo, and while playing Elmo play-doh shape maker. Sunday, Avery even wore her red Elmo sweatshirt underneath her Elmo costume. Is there a thing as too much Elmo!?!?

As for me, I am thankful that Avery hasn't discovered the currently disabled Elmo giggle sound box in the costume!