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The Ava Scarlett Show

One Kid Manages the Other, and That’s the Truth, Ruth.

December 22, 2009 Conversations With Oliver

The baby doesn’t listen to anything I say. It would appear that her brother rules the roost. I say, “No running!” and she only runs faster. If her brother tells her not to, she will (usually) stop dead in her tracks. I say something like, “Miss? Can you please put that wrapper in the garbage?” [...]

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My Little Houdini

December 10, 2009 The Ava Scarlett Show

Earlier this week, one of my girlfriends came over for lunch and a chat – she brought McDonald’s (because that’s just how ladies-who-lunch do, yo!) and I’d just put Ava Scarlett to bed for a nap about thirty minutes prior, but I could still hear the little demon making noises. Chatting with the devil and [...]

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Little Chats

September 10, 2009 The Ava Scarlett Show

I can hear the baby wandering around the house, going in and out of rooms aimlessly, until she finds me in the kitchen again. She comes to my feet and throws her hands in the air, leaning on me, saying, “UP!” and I lift her into my arms. She puts her right arm around my [...]

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Talking

July 28, 2009 The Ava Scarlett Show

Until recently, much of Ava Scarlett’s language has been baby blurbs of indecipherable nonsense, unless you know her as I do. I often know what she’s trying to say, even though her pronunciation is still far less than perfect. She stopped calling me “mumma” a while ago, in favour of “mimi” which I hated more [...]

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Late-night Puke

July 3, 2009 Random Grumbles

I decided I had looked at my unpolished nails for long enough – I try to keep them nice-looking with two coats of buff nail polish, practically at all times, but somehow I’d managed to neglect them for the past week or so. Every time I look down at my hands, I groan at my [...]

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