The first string of words Josie ever put together were, "No no BooBoos, don't push the baby down."
It was a pretty long sentence for such a tiny mouth.
She was referring to the first time we took her to the Farm House to meet our dog, Boomer, who had not been invited to live at our new house. Poor baby had just learned to stand and didn't even see Boomer coming as he plowed her over.
To his defense, he'd never been around a baby before and the dog thinks he's a puppy rather then a 70 pound horse.
A few months later, as we drove by the Farm House, Josie spoke her first sentence.
Memory like an elephant.
She spent the first 3 years of her life scared to death of poor ole Boo Boos.
Recently though, she has decided he isn't that bad (especially when he eats her leftovers) and they are now daily playmates.
The other night, she and Andrew had a giggle fest playing frisbee with Boomer.
Oh Boo Boos.
You done pushed the baby down again.
And we're back to square one.