He has decided that I am 'mommy hen' Peter is 'daddy rooster' and little Ava is 'the feeder'. He spends a lot of time pecking at Ava's head getting fed. He has an over active imagination, which explains the slightest thing giving him nightmares. 
He has also started to tell Ava off. I heard him just this morning saying "uh uh uh Little Miss what do you think you are doing?" and "Oh there is my pretty little lady, how are you?" All said in a sickly sweet little voice, I wonder where he has heard that before?
Our little lady does have a lot of names;
- Miss Greedy Guts - I can't keep the kid full
- Little Miss, just cause she is cute
- Miss Mischief, gets into everything
- Drool Monster, pretty easily explained
- The Ava Storm, she is on a mission to destroy anything built with blocks or train tracks
And after today a new name Ava Bear, man is she ever grumpy. She is usually happy chappy (look at that another name) but today and yesterday she has basically cried all day. I think her teeth are bugging her, at least that is the excuse I use for the empty bottles of infant Tylenol and teething gel lying around the house. Which all by the way only really sooth for the moment that they are given and then she realizes that they really do not provide any relief and the yelling for Mommy begins again.
The camera lies, she looks so happy and cute in this picture, really did not capture her mood today.
Oh ya and another name, The Ava Goon (poor little Lucas, look out for your baby sister she attacks sometimes). Her pants say Ballet on them, not sure she is going to be the ballet type at this stage more football, she loves to attack her brother. She is pretty good at it too, he will usually let her pin him down for lots of slobbery kisses.
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