Yes I'm still alive...don't know what happen to the time but all of a sudden five months passed since my last blog. Audrey is all grown up (at least in her eyes) and pretty much directs traffic at our house. She's got a special way of getting everyone to do exactly what she wants whether it is her patented finger point with an inquisitive tone/sound she makes or giving you her puppy dog eye look when she's playing the 'emotional' card on you or a flat out grab the toy and haul ass towards the door when she's in her 'take no prisoners' mode.
I don't know if it is because Josh is a boy and she's a girl or if Josh is older and should be better behaved or if it is just because Audrey is so damn cute and almost impossible to get mad at (as is Josh of course) but we love all three approaches Audrey uses and try our best not to burst into laughter as Audrey is 'sprinting' away with whatever toy she took from Josh (since we are of course trying to teach Josh that that is wrong). The look on her face is priceless as the moment of realization hits that either Mom, Dad, or Josh is going to take her toy, she gives you a look like 'You'll never take me alive!' and turns around squealing/squeaking/squawking and starts running for cover (in the oh so funny way she wiggles her hips and shoulders).
She even took it to a new level one day where she sprinted back to her room with a toy she had taken from Josh (she is such a terrorizer) and a few moments later came out with out it. Walked right up to Josh and smirked at him in a victorious little smile (or should I say vicious) as if saying, 'I took your toy, hid it in my room, and there is nothing you can do about it!' Again, holding back laughter, we told Audrey that we were all going back there to get the toy and give it back to Josh which of course sent her into an emotional downward spiral. She is such entertainment and we love her to...although it is a bit worrisome at times ;)
She's majorly playing the puppy dog card right now. She's had over a 100° temperature for two solid days and hasn't slept nor really eaten anything. It's been a major pity party at the Aney household the last couple days and I'm pretty sure Audrey is aware of it and playing it out for all it's worth - laying on couch, too tired to move, giving us a muffled wimper or a hoarse 'Mom!' it's almost more than we can bear to watch her suffer - or at least that's what Audrey is convinced of (but we are of course happy to oblige). This morning after another all nighter of whimpering (she's too sick/tired to let out a proper cry) we finally gave in and went to the doctor hoping against the dreaded...'She's just got a cold' answer from the doctor (I tell you, being on independent insurance sure makes you more cynical about going to the doctor). Well good news in that our money was 'well' spent and bad news that Audrey has an ear infection(s) on top of her teething (almost all teeth at once). We got some medication so hopefully that'll help turn things around so everyone can get some sleep.
Of course Josh is quick to remind us, Audrey's not puking Dad...she's not really sick...nope! and he says it as if it is the gospel...the way he asserts his 'facts' is pretty comical...I know where he gets that from ;)