Smiling at Daddy as he shovels off our deck
Diligently working to eat her peas
Givin me the ole' stink eye
"Hey, what's this taste like?!"
"What'd you say about yellow snow, Mom?"
"Hey, this ain't bad... perhaps another bite."
Nom. Nom. Nom.
"Wait for me, Dad!"
Ava's first ever ponytail/ whale spout/ rubber-banded-mini-mullet