I feel so betrayed. I moved here under the assumption that Texas is 72 degrees Fahrenheit during the 9 months that it isn’t scorching. I was grossly misled. Not only has it dropped below room temperature outdoors, but nights here (and even most days) have digressed to jacket weather. Two days this last week I felt compelled to put on a near full-size coat. Shocking, I know. Luckily, as soon as we moved here Kira talked me out of cutting up all of our winter clothing for a massive stockpile of cleaning rags (perhaps some day…), so we still have all of our winter attire. However, I still am not in a position where I feel I can trust the Lone Star State and all of the stereotypes I hold so dearly. I even met someone the other day who does not own a truck or a firearm! She’s not from here, but she’s still lived here a while, so I’m really confused.
Here are a few of Avey’s latest gems:
If you recall the Darn Hand, he has been alive and well since his debut. The other night at dinner, Avey was playing with him, taunting him to tickle her, and then scolding him for doing so. After some time, Darn Hand decided that he would wait until she was not paying attention, and then attack his prey. Avey asked what he was doing, to which he replied (with Dad as translator) that he was waiting until she didn’t expect it. Avey waited a while and then said, confusing the verb, “Darn Hand, tickle me because I’m not existing!”
One morning this week I had Avey set up to watch something on the television to keep her occupied while I showered. I came out to find her on the couch, holding her foot in front of her face, licking it from heel to toe as if it was a 3-scoop ice cream cone. Not meaning to pry, I asked her what she was doing. She looked at me with a little smile and said, “I wanted to see how flexible I am.” This is where we parents say “whatever” and put a little money aside for future institutionalization.
Avey has been scoring treats in Primary class since we moved here. She has always been quite generous and thoughtful by saving some of her treats to share with us. Today when Kira went to pick her up from Primary, Avey was holding a small bag of cookies and announced excitedly that she had saved some crumbs for us! It is the thought that counts after all.