A few weeks ago, we were on our way home from work and Avery told me, "Mama, when I marry Barrett, my name will be Avery Grace Kohring." I knew a bit about this Pre-K romance and quickly responded, "Oh really, when are you getting married?" She said, "I'm not sure,but I won't be a 'Maurer' anymore. Part of me wanted to laugh, the other wanted to cry.
Seems Avery and Barrett have a bit of a thing for each other, and yes, they are the romantic age of 4. This is the same Barrett that Avery "called" from our Disney resort room to tell that she wanted him to come but he needed to bring a swimsuit but to be careful because the plane ride was very scary. This is also the same Barrett who apparently wears an Angles baseball cap with the letter 'A' on it, but he chooses to wear it because in his mind, the 'A' stands for 'Avery'. And, this is the same Barrett whose birthday party we attended last weekend and stopped shooting his Nerf gun when Avery arrived and sweetly escorted her, arm behind her back, to the barn to join in on the shooting action. Yes folks, we are in trouble.
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