This is a good post to catch you up on all things JoJo. First, let's address the nickname. Brandon, Henry and I endeared to the name JoJo. June only calls her Georgie. At school, she goes by Georgiana. About 75% of the families at the school are foreign. And we are constantly confusing them by addressing Sweet G with a nickname. I feel like we've already acquired a reputation at "that" family (really, just I've acquired the reputation.)
Poor Jo is really settling into the unfortunate roll of the third child who constantly is yelling "Look at me! Look at me!" (Surely she didn't inherit that from her mother.) In this case, she drapes herself over a step stool or chair and yells "Help! Help!" Or she waits until you leave the room and runs after you, imploring you to accompany her back, saying "Show you sumpin." She's so high maintenance that we've gotten really bad about letting her keep her nuk when she runs and fishes it out of her bed. We used to be better about it being for bedtime only, but it's nice to have some quiet now and then.
On one occasion of silence, I heard Jo count up "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight" then heard a huge thump. I came out to find George doing this. Kid shins must feel no pain, because after this (and all the time), hers were certainly bruised up.
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