She embarrassed her mother . . .

So yesterday we went on a nice family outing. We left the house at around 10:30 and went on over to Town Square here in Vegas to watch “Horton Hears A Who” at Rave Motion Pictures. I gotta say that it was a GREAT movie! It’s the best animated film I have seen since “Meet The Robinson’s.” It was definitely better than “Shrek The Third,” – that is for sure.

Anyway, afterwards Christina took Josie to play in in the playground area while I dropped the G5 off at the Apple Store for another run at having it fixed (don’t even get me started). I met back up with them at the playground and we decided that since Claim Jumpers was right next door we would just eat there. We had to wait for five minutes or so and then as were are being seated Josie yells loudly “Hey! Make my forks makeout!” I look at Christina and she won’t look up. Our server is laughing, as I am sure a few other people are doing, I am too. But I ask her what that means. She says – “You know, make them friends.” It’s just funny she said it the way she said it – and we honestly can’t figure out where she heard the term. Before now, she would always say that her forks were friends, or partners – but at this rate it looks like the relationship is moving steadily along towards marriage.

Anyway, just thought I would share another Josie story.

Human Popsicle

So yesterday while I was at work Christina decided to take Josie and Cash out for a walk around our condos since it was such beautiful day. They started to pass our pools when Josie wanted to go in and put her feet in. So Christina let her stand in a really shallow ankle deep part of the pool. She started splashing too much, so Christina told her they needed to leave.

But Josie wasn’t ready to leave, so Christina said she could sit on the edge of the pool and put her feet in. But as soon as she got her feet in the pool she started splashing again and got herself all wet. While it was nice outside, it was only in the low 70’s and pool water was cold so Christina told her they had to go home because she didn’t want her to turn into a human popsicle. Josie started screaming and crying.

When they got home Josie ran into her room and was out of control screaming and crying and Christina couldn’t get her to talk to her about it and assumed it was because she had to come inside . . . until she heard Josie saying, “I don’t want to be eaten!’ as she was crying. She didn’t want to be a human popsicle because she didn’t want to someone to eat her. There were real tears folks. She was freaked. That’s about the time I came home and I opened up the door to see her wearing a knitted hoodie, sweats, winter socks, and a snow cap. She dressed warm when she got back from the pool to try and keep from becoming a human popsicle. Ahhh . . . four year olds, gotta love em.