One day last week, I was having one of those "nothing-can-go-right" days.  Most of the time I can snap out of a bad mood, but for some reason I couldn't shake it off that day.  I was letting all little things get to me and finally I couldn't take it anymore.  The littlest thing happened and I suddenly broke down in tears.  It's probably been a long time since I've cried because I could barely breathe from bawling so hard.  As this was going on, Avery was calmly looking at me like "what the heck is wrong with my momma??"  I obviously didn't want to be bugged so I threw myself on the couch and continued to cry.  Next thing I know, my little girl climbed up on the couch (which she can barely do) and proceeded to softly pat my arm.  She was so concerned about my emotional state.  While she was petting my arm she kept saying "What? What momma?"  Then Avery laid her sweet little head on my shoulder and sat there motionless, which is hard for a constantly moving 16 month old to do.  Seeing this only made me want to sob harder, but for different reasons.  It made me realize why we have kids.  At least while they are young, they completely adore you and love you no matter what.  Needless to say, Avery stopped her momma from crying and made the day all better.