She is:
happy
sweet
kind
thoughtful
stubborn
shy
creative
generous
persistent
silly
smart
messy
sentimental
A look back at her 6th year:
She learned to ride a bike without training wheels (although she's still unsure of it).
She took gymnastics.
She learned to play soccer and played on a team for the first time.
She went to Mexico (for the second time) and loved everything about it.
She (as of next week) completed first grade and had a very sweet teacher. Mrs. Miles has very high standards for her kids but I think Avery excelled under those conditions. Among other things she is learning double digit addition, currency, how to tell time, and of course reading and spelling.
She remained close with her friends from kindergarten and made a few new friends in her class. Her closest friends are Stella, Evie, Julia, Ashelyn, and Stella (and probably a couple more I'm forgetting).
She lost two teeth.
She still adores her brother and does most anything to make him happy. They seldom argue or fight but when they do she usually gives in to him.
She loves all animals, insects, reptiles, birds, etc. She really wants a bird (vetoed!) and a dog (someday...).
She loves stuffed animals, Shopkins, YouTube, mermaids, makeup, fairies, arts/crafts, drawing, poop jokes/noises, and fashion design.
She loves swimming.
Her taste in food is...diverse. She tried raw oysters for the first time and liked them. She continues to love shrimp, crab, and any kind of fish (as long as it isn't fried) (and she will eat sardines though her dad questions whether she
really likes them or not). But bananas? Those are
gross. She loves mac and cheese and pizza. She loves ice cream and any kind of candy. She loves mushrooms, green olives (recently discovered), yogurt, hot tea, most any fruit, hard boiled eggs, bread, pickles, Nutella, coconut water, ribs, steak, spaghetti o's. Did I mention ice cream and candy or
anything sweet? Dislikes include milk, casseroles, any pepper, and zucchini.
Her favorite places to eat are Subway, Andolini's, and Chick fil A.
She is such a happy kid. She is perfectly content to play in her room or outside but is always up for an adventure. I can count on one hand the number of times she's ever told me she's bored. She can find anything to amuse herself from drawing to Legos to reading. The only downside to this is that she leaves a path of destruction in her wake. Her messes drive me crazy. You can't see the surface of her desk and I develop a twitch every time I walk into her room. She has sentimental attachments to every scrap of paper and every piece of dried Play-Doh in there. I've learned not to hand her something and ask for her to throw it away because that always results in "hey, I could use this for something..."
We love you, baby girl. Hope year 7 is the best yet.
