She also is in love with pink (strawberry) ice cream.
She's smart beyond her years, having fully taught herself the entire alphabet by recognition at 18 mos. She's also incredibly intuitive and caring. She's radiates life but also knows how to relax whenever that thumb goes in her mouth. She is very adamant about wearing a dress each and everyday (which I actually prefer), she makes me sing the song from Tangled when I brush her hair at night and she says the best little kid prayers to Jesus.
But one of my favorite things that Avery does that only I've been privy to, until Mike noticed it the other day, is the two words she says to me everyday before both naptime and bedtime.
"Happy Easter, Mommy!" she says with all the love and excitement in her heart.
This comes right after, "I love you, mommy!"
And I've always countered back, without hesitation, "Happy Easter, baby!"
She's done this everyday, without missing a day, since we actually celebrated Easter this year. At first, I thought it was so funny, then I found myself anticipating it...that sweetest voice in the world saying "Happy Easter" each time I'm about to walk out of her room after tucking her in.
Mike overheard her a few days ago and laughed and said "Why does she do that?! Doesn't she know it's not Easter anymore?"
"I don't know, but I hope she doesn't stop," was my reply.
Then tonight, as she said it to us both, Mike giggled again and responded with his own "Happy Easter" back. Then we realized, she's onto something.
For those of us who believe in Christ, everyday we should live our lives in celebration of Easter. What hopelessness we would find ourselves in if it were not for Easter.
So my sweet Avery, she's done it to me again. In her extreme youth, she's proven wise far beyond her years and understanding. But then again, maybe she does understand. Jesus can use even the tiniest of us all. And I'm thankful for the reminder everyday from that tiny, sing-songy voice.
And so from Avery to us all, "Happy Easter". May we be forever grateful.