Dog Days of Summer

It is hot and muggy in San Diego. That just ain't right. It's supposed to be balmy and cool year round. So to cool off, at night (that's like 5:00 in Josie time) we go for a swim before dinner in the community pool, that's really of questionable cleanliness. But when you're this hot, who cares?

So here is what Josie has been up to.

First, when our housekeeper came to clean the house yesterday, she would tell Josie "nonononono" when Josie would try to climb the stairs, get into cleaning products, etc. She would also wag her index finger and shake her head "no." So guess what Josie did all afternoon? "Nonononono" with the index finger and the head shake. It's one of those things that is so funny and cute but you know you can't laugh and you can only have her perform a very few times before you have to stop her, because that will definitely NOT be cute by Friday. Oh well. I bet her dad will get a video of her doing it before the day is through.

Josie is also really walking well and running a bit, although her head goes faster than her legs and she falls down a lot. She's already learned to cover it though. When she falls flat on her belly, she lays her head to one side and smiles like "oh, why am I on the floor? I just decided to lay down and take a rest. I totally meant to do it. It was totally on purpose." It's pretty cute actually.

New words: she can say diaper, nononono (as previously mentioned), she loves to point out birds in the sky and go "bird!!" and some other things I can't think of at the moment. But with simple stuff she's pretty good at mimicking whatever you say. Oh, bear, that's another big one.

She's also really really into this light up moving fish thing that Nana Carol got for her. It has this groovy blue light and a paper reel of fish that rotates around a plastic casing. I'm not describing it right but you all know exactly what I'm talking about. She freaks out when the fish get unplugged. She's REALLY into them. She calls them like Pshaa or something. But you know it when you hear it.

(An aside: She's also REALLY into her DaDa. When he leaves the house it's like non-stop DaDa. Especially if she sees a photo of him. DaDa, DaDa!!! Yeah, I know, he stays home with you and takes care of you while I abandon you all day. But would it be that hard, Josie, to say MAMA just ONCE!?! I did carry you around INSIDE MY BODY for ten months. How soon we forget!)

She loves to crawl in and under things. Like right now she's under a folding table that has lots of heavy boxes on it....ohhhh...wait, hold on a sec I'll be right back.

She also likes to crawl under her dresser, into any available plastic can/bin/basket, under beds, in between the furniture and the wall....you name the tight space, that's probably where Josie is or is headed.

She's also into being way high up on stuff. Like the back of the couch. Or standing on her train, the big plastic turtle that holds her toys, her tricycle. In a pinch the dog will do as well.

(A last aside: isn't that an insight into what I've become! I referred to our precious Ruby as merely "the dog"!! I think she's insulted - she seems to be sulking in the corner. I'm one of those people. Those horrible dog people who has a baby and starts blogging and obsessing over the baby, meanwhile the dog gets shunted aside. I'm a horrible person.)