I had Avery with me in my bedroom one day while I was taking a shower -- it was a while ago, because I remember that she had just started talking.
Anyway, I stepped out of the shower and was drying off in the bedroom. She stopped what she was doing and looked me up and down for a solid minute and then voiced her assessment of my naked body: a concerned, "Oh, No!"
I know I probably shouldn't dwell too much on a one-year old's assessment, but I'd be lying if I said that this didn't influence the consultation I just scheduled at the plastic surgeon's office.
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