Avery and I seemed to be making a good connections so I urged Will and Courtney to take their dogs for a walk and I would stay with Avery and put her down for a nap. We played and read books for a while then she realized she had been left with me and she was pissed. Set up a howl, a tired "I'm just worn out howl" which I can remember from my babies of 30 years ago. Somehow I calmed her, rocking and singing, rubbing her back, yes, a fart, was it more? and she relaxed into sighs and then sleep. When I laid her in her crib, I realized what a tiny baby she still is and I sighed too, spent from the energy of leading her to sleep. Just look at this baby!
wish I could do some of the sound; maybe you can imagine? She has a mind of her own and knows what she wants. What an experience knowing a one year old!