Dead high heels

When we first got Barney Boy, our new dog, one morning, Grandpa Marvin said something to her about her new dog being her brother. After she said that she had a running commentary for days about what "his sister" was doing. "His sister needs mac n cheese." "His sister is tired." "His sister is giving him loves." "His sister wants to nurse." What she was doing or describing didn't have to have anything to do with him except that it was "his sister" that was doing it or wanting it.
One day in the car, she had us do a role switch. She told me that she was Jill and I was Johari. So we played that one for a while.
We lost one of her high heels a couple of weeks ago. I thought it was going to be a tragedy when we couldn't find it and whenever she would want them after that, but she seems to accept it. She still asks for them sometimes. But there is no upset about it. One time when she had asked for her high heels and I had explained again that one was lost at Twitney's house, she replied, "It died, Mommy? The high heel died?" "Not quite." "Not quite, Mommy?"
I have never fully gotten how kids fully differentiate between "Pull-ups" (a training diaper that can be pulled up like underpants) and regular diapers. Johari has entered this. Sometimes she will refuse a diaper at bedtime but she will accept a "pull-up". I guess they don't feel as babyish to them or something. :)
One day we were walking along, Johari was on my back in the Ergo. And she started playing with my hair. She said that it was spiders in my hair. Spiders in your hair can feel good. Sometimes she "does spiders" on Barney now too.
A common question for all things that we encounter, "Who gave me?" It could be an apple or it could be a shoe. It could be anything that she asks this about. The other thing that she says when she is looking in a book at a picture of something or watching a something, "Me has that."
She was pretending to cook some food the other day and she said that the thing she was serving was an appetizer. I was surprised by this because we don't eat in many restaurants or serve many appetizers at home. Maybe we had recently had guests for dinner and there had been mention of an appetizer. That must be it.
Her sentences are getting longer and more and more grammatically sound. It is truly incredible to me. The things she says to me blow me away often. I say to myself, "She gets this language!" Even if she is still working on some of the grammar and some of the sounds. Like when she says "frisbee", it sounds like "crispy"..."I wanna play crispy."
LOoking at the pattern in her pants she says to me, "What are these called?" I respond, "Those are called stripes." She says, "Like for zebras!"
Today she told me to put my headband over my face to be Spiderman. We have never seen a Spiderman show or anything. Her fascination with Spiderman all comes from being at the mall many months ago when two boys showed up at the play area dressed as Spiderman and it was a wild time watching them. Sometimes she will put a random item on and say that she is Spiderman. Today, she had me being Spiderman with the headband over my face. She told me to chase her and Barney Boy around the garage. It was fun!

Spiderman

We have been doing more painting. It is so interesting to hear waht she has to say about what she is painting. Today her painting started as toast, then it was a rainbow, then came some wind that became mommy wind and it had a baby in the tummy.
She loves chocolate but only dark chocolate (yay!) and pistachios.
Lately when she is talking about something you can really see how much she is processing because she will pause in the middle for quite a period of time and then resume with whatever word or words she had been fishing for to put together.
Barney Boy and Johari can be the sweetest snugglers!!!! He will have his snout nuzzled into her neck and their bodies all pushed together.
She likes to go in the backyard and "do work". "I want to do work, Mommy." Which means going out and weeding the back area. She has a paper bag and I have one and we are each weeding. She moves on to other experiments or imaginary games and I keep weeding. Today the rocks became her imaginary coffee that she was serving. Then she says to me, "Doggies not eat rocks, doggies eat toys. Doggies not eat toys, doggies eat doggy toys. Doggies not eat doggy toys, doggies eat Merlin..." and the thought drifts away.
She has a one dollar bill in one of her change purses. She asks me who is on it. I tell her that it is President Washington. We may repeat this question and response several times over. Then she asks where is Barack Obama. I guess he needs his own bill.
When McCain was announcing his vice presidential running mate, Johari kept asking when Barack Obama was coming on stage. I think in her mind, he is always on stage. I have this video clip of her singing a song about Barack Obama on her own fireplace stage, but I can't post it due to nudity. So you will have to come visit if you wanna check that one out.