As of late, we have come up with little nicknames or terms of endearment for our two eldest daughters. Ginny is Dennis and Jorja is Snoop.
Ginny is Dennis as in Dennis the Menace. She does not seem happy unless she is into something. She just can't seem to keep her hands from touching anything and everything. She's not a huge fan of the name. "Dennis, stop touching that!" "I'm not Dennis!" This exchange goes on for a while until we get her to stop doing whatever she was doing. Then it happens again the next day.
Jorja is Snoop because I'm not sure I have ever seen a nosier person. She can't stand to not know what is going on. Julie and I can not have any kind of conversation without her listening in and asking about it. At the rate she is learning these days, we won't be able to spell things out to each other very much longer either. She however, has come to take great pride in this new name. Julie and I will be talking about something, thinking we're being rather quiet and nondescript when Jorja will come and ask a question that she only could have asked if she knew what we were talking about. "You're not supposed to be listening to this Snoop." "But I like to, I snooped it out." That has become one of her favorite sayings lately, "I snooped it out." She also likes to turn things around once in a while too. A couple of days ago, she was muttering something under her breath as I was leaving the room. No one else was there, so I assumed she was talking to me. Guess again. She said to me, "I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to God.......Snoop!" Touche. Later.