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Tuesday, August 04, 2009

    no-no


i say that way more often than i would like to. "ava-marie, that's a no-no!" "no-no, ava!" and most recently, "AVA! NOOOO!!" around 2 am, i could hear ava making grunting noises. i figured she was just tossing and turning in her sleep and didn't think anything of it. about 30 seconds later, i hear her screaming at the top of her lungs. Jay and i both hop out of the bed and run to her room where we find her dangling off the side of her crib holding on for dear life. that little girl is just itching to break her face, i swear. but it was the cutest thing when her daddy scooped her up, she looked over at me, shook her little head and said "no-no. no-no, mama."

so much for me being the disciplinarian.