Better Together

  It’s finally happening – they are playing TOGETHER.  And they seem to LIKE it.  Avery’s constant need to hold her brother’s hand while trick or treating the other night made it clear that they are on their way to becoming best buddies.  Yesterday, they were playing in the playroom for quite awhile with no tears, no screaming, no one’s head getting bashed into something.  I just heard happy sounds.  FINALLY!  They were playing school when I came in to see why in the world it was so quiet in there (never a good sign, am I right?).  Avery was the student sitting in the desk and Dylan was teaching her the ABC’s.  Of course, once I came in with the camera, they had to pose for me and school was out for the day.  Oh well, got some cute pictures out of the deal. 

Personal fav!  Lately, Avery has been dressing herself up while they are playing.  She puts on a bib, a hat, a string of beads and sometimes my shoes.  Maybe she IS becoming a girl?!  Please God, let this be true!!!

Could they BE any CUTER?!?!

Does she look like me here?  With her Dad’s jaw line, of course.

Whacky brother and sister!

Dinner last night was fab.  As usual.    I picked up some yams at the Co-op because they are one of the only veggies Avery will willingly eat without some form of trickery.  These are baked for almost an hour in little disc shapes (1/4 inch thick) – flipped a few times.  They are crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside – DELICIOUS.

And then I melted coconut butter and drizzled it on top.  OH BABY.  A delicious combo, they were!    We also

  had that chicken from Cooking Light that I made not too long ago.  

Very satisfying dinner, I must say.  Avery, as predicted, only ate her yams and avoided the meat.  Dylan was refusing to eat ANYTHING at ALL until I broke out the “timer” threat.  This was a means to get my brother and I to eat when we were kids.  My mom would set the timer for a certain amount of time and if we didn’t eat our food before the timer went off, then we wouldn’t get cereal before bed.  LOL!  Yeah, that was a BIG threat for us.  I don’t know how we got into the habit of having cereal for bed - but I think I know who was to blame, DAD!  Anyway, I told Dylan that he had 5 minutes to eat his food or he would have to go to bed.  I set the timer and 5 minutes later – he only had a few bites left so he got an extension of 3 minutes.  He thought it was hilarious to try to beat the clock!  Woohoo!  I WIN!  He ate ALL of this food!  Awesome. 

 

Well, speaking of Dylan, he should be up any second so I better wrap this up.  Later!