I don't remember the last time Ava crawled, it's been a few weeks. As soon as she figured out how to get back up, crawling became a quickly forgotten pastime. She has been sick for the past two days and screams if I so much as think about putting her down. But when she heard the word "outside" while Max was coaxing Ian out to play, she wiggled out of my tired arms and made a dash for the back door. I peeked out the door at the thermometer on the patio to make sure she would be ok without shoes on, and it said 86 degrees! Pretty wild weather for December, even for Arizona.
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oh I want to come visit so badly! Look what I am missing out on!
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