A few weeks ago it occurred to me that I am now the mom of a toddler. Avery is walking all the time now (I'm trying to get a video, but she has discovered that the camera contains fascinating pictures of her cute self and turns around to look at it instead of performing like she's supposed to). She's also doing all sorts of independent things, like reading her books with her blanket every day. She is dwarfed by her oversized reading chair, but she still looks like a big girl to me.
