"That bus is far away. We need cycles. We need helmets, pedals, and wheels. I need a big helmet, mommy needs a small one, and daddy needs a medium." - Avery, poor judge of head size
"It is very windy. We need a kite. We need to get sticks, leaves and grass. Daddy can build us a kite, daddy can build anything." - Avery, inflation manager of her father's ego.
Chilling in a box of pullups.
At the farm a couple weeks ago, Avery got a hold of the hose and had a good time trying to spray papa.
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