Reena made some chili on Monday and Josie and I got our own special mild version. It was pretty spicy nonetheless and Joe was very vocal about it saying her tonge was hot. She called it ‘soup’ because to her chile means cold and this was anything but cold. I was egging her on and upsetting Reena because I was acting like it was the hottest chile ever. Then Josie said, “this soup needs to calm down.”
This morning she saw some birds in a parking lot and she said , “those birds not supposed to park there.”
She went all day yesterday without a diaper and had no problems. Only concern, no poop. So she woke this morning and I slapped a diaper on her. I have only so much risk tolerance.