Now really Josie, you aren't a dog. Our canine friend Toby has returned after a month's "vacation" on Vancouver Island with his former housesitting friends. She's a big depressed, but getting used to us again after being with her favorite people for the last month. Poor Toby. Josie has been quite happy though, when she is awake, that is.
Last night was an exception to that. With four stubborn teeth making their way down into her mouth, she screamed last night from the time she went to bed (9:00 pm- late because we were at Bible study) until 1 am. She let us sleep for 4 hours before screaming again from 5:00 am on. Dave got up and fed her around 6:00, as he had to get to school early and take a final exam. Poor guy, running on 4 hours of sleep. I got up when he left and there was Josie at the table, happy as can be feeding her cheerios to Toby and shrieking with glee. Soon though, she was curled up in my arms, nursing and fell into a deep and peaceful sleep- for 3 hours!!! At least I took advantage of the rest too for an hour.
Then our well rested little girl found what she could do in common with Toby.
First, here you see her telling her to "sit" (really, she was saying that though I have no idea if she knew why). And when she got bored with the standing at the door action, she began moving around seeing what else she could find. Splashing and drinking from the dog dish, and after I moved her away from that I thought she was happily playing with the various toys on the floor. I looked up from my veggie chopping soup preparation to find this.
That's the almost empty dog food bin. She somehow opened it and was eating the crumbs out of it.
Seriously Josie. Yuck!!
To her credit though, she was probably hungry. We've run our of our staple baby foods that I usually have pureed in the freezer and she had only had bananas and cheerios that morning. But dog food? Needless to say, I made some lists and went shopping this afternoon. Now there's a big pot of apples simmering on the stove ready to be pureed. And broccoli soup ready for dinner. So, I did get a couple of things accomplished after all.
This past weekend my "adopted" aunt Janet Taylor came for a visit. It was so nice- she definitely spoiled us with going out for dinner and lunch, as well as some much needed fireside counseling (she does that for a living) and wonderful conversation. It's kind of amazing, because we have a lot in common-- both in China for substantial periods of time, both at Regent for school, both part of the Taylor clan (me by association) and with a heart for the world. It's nice to have people that tie the loose ends of your life up by being in and experiencing the places and adventures that not many do. It's always encouraging to see her. :)
In other news, I had my first ultrasound last week. It was a bit unnerving at first as here the computer screen is turned away from you and the technician says nothing until she takes all the measurements. I laid on the table, waiting. Finally, after watching her frown for some time and watching her move the Doppler around for different views I asked if everything was alright. She said yes, it was just hard to get the right readings because the baby was moving too much!! Well, that's good news. And the baby measured at 12 weeks and a day when I went in at what I thought was 12 weeks exactly. So, I think we are on track:)
I'll leave you with this image. Josie just dumped out the dog dish again. Just when I thought I had a moment to update the blog... ha. Now off to but those cooked apples in the processor!