Shy Momma and Funny Avery

This morning Avery was noticing the notations in my day planner.

"What does 'Ry 6-7 drinks, dinner' mean?" she asked.

I smiled, and widened my eyes. "That's Daddy's Christmas party. I don't really want to go, but I do want to be with him."

"Why don't you want to go?"

"Cause I'm a chicken and there's going to be lots of people there that I don't know. I'm not a crowd person, it's scary."

She thought for a moment and then said. "Don't worry! All the work guys will bring their wives, and you can all stand in a corner and be like... (then she pulls her arms up like a nail biter, and starts shaking and whimpering)... 'Hi! Do you want an aspirin?'"

HAHAHAHA!!!!