Ava-isms

My niece, Ava, is quite the character.  One of the things Emily and I look forward to the most when we visit my family back in Ohio is to hear the Ava stories from my sister and her husband. 

Ava is 7 years old now, but she has been always a girl who said whatever was on her mind (the second it got there). 

This trip was no exception.  Ava was pretty obsessed with The Dude.  Here are a few of the conversations she had in regards to him on this trip:

Ava: How can you tell if Owen pooped in his diaper?
Emily: Well, it will probably be smelly, or, he might cry b/c he's uncomfortable.
Ava: What if it's only a little hard poop?
Emily: I guess I might not know if that's the case.  Do you want to help change him; is that what you're getting at?
Leah (Ava's mom): I think that is exactly where this line of questioning is headed


Ava: I want at least one baby, or maybe more than two.  If my baby is really cute, I'll try it's food. 


Ava: Can Owen come play w/ me in the basement?
Emily: Not yet, he's too little.
Ava: Can Owen come play w/ me outside?
Emily: Not yet, he's too little.  


Ava: Why can't I hold Owen like Emma?
Emily: Because she is 13, and you're 7.
Ava: But he likes me, and he doesn't like Emma.


Ava: Can we go look at your baby?
Emily: Not right now, b/c he is sleeping, and it's dark in his room.
Ava: Oh, well I'm really good at finding things in the dark.

The Dude cracking up at his cousin Ava...just like we all do.