Last week, Renée decided to correctly say “Joseph.” Although she talks very well, for some reason she still called Joseph “Doph Doph.” I think Joseph is a little sad to see her pass through this stage, as are we. There was something cute about “Doph Doph.” And for Joseph, it was almost a sibling pet name. If we
called him “Doph Doph,” he would say that Renée was the only one who could call him that. But now, even if Joseph says “Doph Doph,” Renée clearly repeats “JO-SEPH,” correcting him. Oh well, I guess it has to happen. Just don’t tell her that she is growing up, or she will only feel more justified in giving up her nap!